I’m good. She’s good. The money you give me already goes towards her needs.

Sorry Lulu. Hearing you loud and clear now. When you planning on dropping Harper off?

I guess I expect you to hate me. Co-parenting shouldn’t be this easy sometimes.

Friday at 6pm.

It'd be easier for me if I did hate you but I don't. Are you really upset that we aren't having issues with our co-parenting though? Kind of seems like a good thing to me.

Thanks. I'll make sure I'm ready.

You should hate me, though. I was horrible to you. No. I mean, I don’t know. You’re just as nice to me now as you were before, and I guess it just throws me off sometimes. Like, in my head I expected you to hate me.

I'm trying my best to navigate this best as I can. You're still the mother of my child and yeah, I'm pissed but arguing about it isn't going to change what's already happened.

I’m still so sorry, Noah. Maybe, in a way, I want you to hate him because it’ll be easier for me.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe I shouldn't have been so busy chasing my dream and should have made sure your needs were better taken care of. Maybe no one is to blame or be hated.

You’re not at all to blame. I’m proud of you. You deserve success because you've worked hard to get where you are. Harper’s proud too. She tells everyone at daycare how her daddy is a rockstar.

That's bloody adorable. She deserves the best the world has to offer and I'm determined to make sure she gets it. You both do.