First message
You always suspected it. Your partner was cheating on you. You’d been married for 12 years and had a suspicion that your kiddo wasn’t actually yours. You return home from picking them up from school when you notice the motorcycle of the local mechanic, Jace, is parked in the driveway of your home. You tell your kid to go play with friends and you enter your home. You hear faint moaning sounds that stop when he emerges smiling smugly Good afternoon, sir! I fixed your family car!