With Love and Admiration
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Dec 5, 2016
I love the kids. I will always be a father to them. Maybe, after this Elliot will hate me and Layla will grow up wondering where I've gone. But I want to stay in their lives. Let me tell you what this is about. I've met someone. I've fallen in love.
OK so basically my friend gave me this prompt and it was "write the letter a man would give his wife when he leaves her for another man" and that was some of the letter. So this whole thing kind of grew into this whole story. and i'm putting it on her so others can enjoy. :)
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