“Do what?”“Go to see her like you d

“Do what?”
“Go to see her like you do every week. I honestly don’t think Skylar could handle it if it were me.”
Skylar rocked the baby to sleep. “It’s easy to say that, but people find ways of handling things when they have to. Lord knows, I’ve handled enough when it comes to us, Mitch.” She looked at me. “You didn’t ask to be in this situation.”
That was why I loved Skylar. She was wise. She understood that I didn’t really have a choice. Sure, in life, we’re free to do what we want, but when you’re trying to do the right thing, there is only one choice. It’s not always the easiest choice. Ivy was more like a child to me at this point than an ex-wife. She had no other family and deep down, Nina understood why I couldn’t just abandon her, why Ivy needed the continuity of seeing someone who cared about her at least once a week. Nina had always put aside her own needs to allow me to continue to look out for Ivy within reason. That was one of the things I loved about my wife. But I also understood that it would never be easy for her, and I carried a lot of guilt about that. There were rules, though. Visits were only once a week on Saturdays, and if we had a family obligation, that would always come first.
Mitch took a swig of his beer then turned to me. “Did Nina always know about Ivy?”
I bent my head back against the chair, thinking about the days when we first met and the can of worms he just opened up with that question. “No.”
Skylar smiled at me. She was one of the only people we were still friends with who also knew us back then. “Jake was still married to Ivy when he met Nina.”
Mitch looked shocked. “Say what?”
I chuckled. “You didn’t know that?”
“No. I had no idea.” He put his feet up on the coffee table. “I’d love to hear this.”
“I’ve heard Nina’s version, but I wouldn’t mind hearing yours,” Skylar said as she walked a sleeping Mitch Jr. over to a portable crib set up in the corner of the room.
I settled back in my seat and crossed my arms. "How much time do you have?

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"Lakukan apa?""Pergi untuk melihatnya seperti yang Anda lakukan setiap minggu. Sejujurnya aku tidak berpikir Skylar bisa menangani hal itu jika saya."Skylar mengguncang bayi tidur. "Sangat mudah untuk mengatakan bahwa, tetapi orang-orang menemukan cara untuk menangani hal-hal ketika mereka harus. Tuhan tahu, aku sudah menangani cukup ketika datang ke kami, Mitch." Dia memandangku. "Anda tidak meminta untuk berada dalam situasi ini."Itulah sebabnya kenapa aku mencintai Skylar. Dia adalah bijaksana. Dia mengerti bahwa aku benar-benar tidak punya pilihan. Tentu saja, dalam hidup, kita sedang bebas untuk melakukan apa yang kita inginkan, tetapi ketika Anda mencoba untuk melakukan hal yang benar, ada hanya satu pilihan. Hal ini tidak selalu pilihan termudah. Ivy adalah seperti anak saya saat ini lebih dengan mantan istri. Ia tidak ada keluarga lain dan jauh ke bawah, Nina dipahami mengapa saya hanya tidak bisa meninggalkan Dia, mengapa Ivy diperlukan kelangsungan melihat seseorang yang peduli tentang dia setidaknya sekali seminggu. Nina telah selalu menyisihkan kebutuhannya sendiri untuk mengizinkan saya untuk terus melihat keluar untuk Ivy dalam alasan. Itu salah satu hal yang aku suka tentang istri saya. Tapi saya juga mengerti bahwa itu tidak akan mudah baginya, dan aku membawa banyak bersalah tentang hal itu. Ada aturan, meskipun. Kunjungan itu hanya sekali seminggu pada hari Sabtu, dan jika kita memiliki kewajiban keluarga, yang akan selalu datang pertama.Mitch mengambil seteguk bir nya kemudian menoleh padaku. "Nina selalu tahu tentang Ivy?"Aku membungkuk kepalaku kembali terhadap kursi, berpikir tentang hari-hari ketika kita pertama kali bertemu dan kaleng cacing yang ia baru saja dibuka dengan pertanyaan itu. "Tidak."Skylar smiled at me. She was one of the only people we were still friends with who also knew us back then. “Jake was still married to Ivy when he met Nina.”Mitch looked shocked. “Say what?”I chuckled. “You didn’t know that?”“No. I had no idea.” He put his feet up on the coffee table. “I’d love to hear this.”“I’ve heard Nina’s version, but I wouldn’t mind hearing yours,” Skylar said as she walked a sleeping Mitch Jr. over to a portable crib set up in the corner of the room.I settled back in my seat and crossed my arms. "How much time do you have?