I Raised Triplets Alone—Then Crashed My Ex’s Baby’s Birthday Party (4 of 4)

The air thickened. Harper clutched their daughter tighter. The guests whispered. I didn’t care. My kids were under the magnolia tree, making their sister laugh.

Later, Nathan came over, his voice low. “I missed five years. I don’t want to miss another second.”

I didn’t promise him anything. Just one step at a time.

A Year Later

He’s not perfect—but he shows up. Our children know their sister. And me? I sleep at night knowing I wasn’t the one who quit.

When I walked into that estate, I didn’t just remind him of the family he abandoned.

I showed him what love looks like when it refuses to leave.