"Mirella Johnson Parker!" The principal calls out my daughter's name and I clap my hands in happiness as I see my joy walk up the stairs towards the teacher.
Today marks the happiest day of my life, my daughter's graduation. And no, not her high school nor university graduation, it's actually her kindergarten graduation. One might think it's not that important but for me it is. Seeing your child achieve something no matter how small is incredible and I will not trade this moment for anything. In fact, nothing can ruin this mome-
"Look at our precious daughter go." Blake whispers into my ear, eyes not moving from her, "she looks just like you." His brown eyes shift from her and bore into my soul.
When I signed the divorce papers five years ago I thought my journey with Blake ended there. Boy was I wrong. For me to no longer be Mrs Parker it took two whole years. Within those years I had people questioning my decision till the point I also did. It became a lot especially when I was still pregnant. My hormones did not do justice on me I tell you. But then after the court closed everything and I was no longer Blake's wife I thought things would change. I believed that I was to live a Blake-Free life, I mean he would be in my daughter's life not mine.
I moved to another city where there would be at least few people that didn't know of my relationship with Blake because everywhere I went his name was brought up. It was like I was not longer my own person...I was no longer Aria but Blake's wife or ex-wife. I got myself a house independently that was enough for me and my bubbly one year old daughter. It had apartment vibes because it's designed like one. I decided not to have anything that has to do with upstairs. Everything was a beginner for me so I was not ready to have my daughter falling down the stairs and break her fragile bones. My mom was not happy with me moving out away from Bianca but I convinced her that I had everything under control, which is why I became a hundred percent cautious.
In regards with my work, I had obviously resigned and took a time off working which helped because I got to heal from a marriage that had turned into dust. Things were really going great until a year later Blake returned from his abroad trip that he had taken. I was holding no grudges against him because he was after all the father of my child.
I did not know that he would use that excuse to creep back into my life. Nobody told me that co-parenting meant you would see the face of your ex almost every single day. I don't know how he does it but he does it great. The timetable we had set up went into flames because our daughter always wanted to see him. They had a bond I also can't explain which favors him. Maybe it's because he was the one that delivered the baby and no, that story will be told another time. What I'm telling you now is that I am not living a Blake-Free life.
"Mommy! Daddy!" Mirella runs towards us once the ceremony is over. "How did I look?"
"Great sweetheart, oh I am so proud of you. I'm sure mommy is too." Blake picks up Mirella and spins her around.
"Yes, I am proud. Now how about you and I go grab some ice cream? I heard daddy saying that he has to go to work." I reposition my side bag for the fifth time today.
"I did?" Blake looks at me puzzled while our daughter hangs on his shoulders.
"Yes you did." I say through my greeted teeth.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not pushing him away. I just...I don't know how to act around him most of the time. And today he promised to watch his daughter then leave. He will have her tomorrow, spend the whole day with her but nope, Blake never changes.
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Still, Legally His
Romance"According to the law I was not supposed to practice during my suspension starting from the day that the entry of the order was filed. Which is why whatever that has my signature or I was a representative for is invalid." The lawyer says, tears alre...
