Riley’s life was a delicate balancing act — one that had become even more complicated after she had her son, Roy. At 32, she was managing everything on her own, ever since her ex walked out when she was pregnant. While she loved Roy with all her heart, there were days when Riley longed for something more—someone to share her life with, someone who could love her as deeply as she loved her son.

But every time she met someone new, the outcome was always the same. As soon as they found out about Roy, they pulled away. Riley was becoming disheartened, wondering if she’d ever find love again. With Mitchell, however, it felt different. He seemed kind, attentive, and genuinely interested. The only problem? She was terrified of scaring him off by mentioning Roy too soon.

Riley glanced down at her son, Roy, clutching his favorite toy tightly in his arms. He wasn’t happy about being dropped off at Kyle’s house for the night. Riley’s heart ached as she crouched down to his level, brushing his hair back gently.

It’s just for one night, Roy,” she said, forcing a smile. “You’ll have so much fun with Kyle. You two will watch movies and play games. I’ll pick you up in the morning, okay?”

Roy didn’t seem convinced, his face softening but still uncertain. “But what if I don’t want to sleep there?”

Riley’s heart broke at the look in his eyes, but she knew she needed this night to focus on herself, to see if Mitchell could be the future she had been longing for. “You’ll be fine,” she reassured him, though she felt anything but sure. “And tomorrow we’ll do something fun.”