I remember there was a time when something like that would have sent me in a spiral. I would have watched him leave and felt my chest tighten knowing he was going to meet another woman. As I felt my husband’s hand on my stomach rubbing our baby, I felt nothing for Naheim. I truly did wish him well, and prayed he fixed his shit and found a woman he could love. NJ deserved a happy father, who had learned from his mistakes and give him the life that little boy deserved.