But sitting here, watching him surrounded by friends and family, consoling our daughter like the sweet man he is—I feel like an outsider. Like I don’t belong. I’m going to be tied to him for the rest of my life, so there’s a good chance I’ll be forced to watch him date other women. Marry another woman. Have children with another woman. And Vivi will be part of that family too. And I’ll still be the outsider. Because making his dick hard isn’t enough to make a relationship last.
