Thread:Mist on DC/@comment-12736261-20140409035519

I know it was wrong of me to crash your and philipe's wedding. I just couldn't handle the mother of my son to be married to anyone else. That is why I called Shaniquah to go in and crash the wedding. Yes, she is the one that covered your cake in alchohol so that when you lit the top of it, where the candle was, it caught fire. She is the one that made all of those "signs" that were hinting from the universe that you weren't meant to be. But now here I am at your knees begging you to take be back. I know our past was rough, you know with me and Cassandra. I promise it wasn't what it looked like! Cassandra and me were only friends; until she pulled the gun on me and took all of my money. And her eyes never shined as bright as yours like when I  took you to Paris, and on the top of the Eifel tower, with all of paris reflecting off your eyes, but our lips never touched.

I expect you will not take me back; our divorce was rough, and it was after you got pregnant, and now our son will have to have a single mother. Look under your door mat. There is a letter there; give it to our---I need to get over this--- I mean your son on his seventh birthday, and don't peek 