What was I thinking yesterday? This all seemed like a good idea and now I'm not so sure. I feel sick to my stomach. I'm not sure if it's from the baby or nerves. I sit here in seat c-one. I have the aisle seat and I'm sure it’s right where Kevin will come out to get to the cage. I could be way off maybe he'll come out on the other side.

My feet bounce with nerves and my nails are gone. Two fights have already happened, and he is scheduled for the third fight. I wait for Kevin's music to start then I jump to my feet with the rest of the crowd. I lean on the railing as I watch for him to come down to the cage. When I see him, I almost throw-up. I'm not sure why I'm so nervous he might not even notice me.

Kevin makes his way down the aisle and I lean over the railing further with everyone else. He has his hands up giving high fives as he passes the crowd. He's so close and I lose my voice, but another fan next to me yells out, and he looks up. Our eyes connect, and he stops. His hands are on his hips as he waits for me to say something. I turn and run away when I see his old coach and the girl from the tabloid following behind him. I faintly hear him call out my name. I don't stop though, I keep running. I run till I'm outside and out of breath. What was I thinking coming here? Why did I think it was a good idea to tell him he'll be a daddy? I should have never come here.

I find a cab and go back to my hotel room. I cry into my pillow. I'm stupid for coming here. I'm stupid to think he might still care about me. I cry harder and harder until I can't cry anymore. Once I am calmer I think about seeing him. Why was his ex-coach with him? Did I really mean so little to him that he chooses that asshole over me? Christ, the guy kidnapped me in my own home, and held a gun on me for hours. I don't understand this. I don't get why after he did so many awful things to me, why would Kevin allow this to happen? And who the hell is that woman?

I call the airport, I have no reason to stay now. I try to reschedule my flight, but there isn't one sooner. I'm stuck here until tomorrow night. I'm hungry and decide to order room service. I then go in and shower since it will be an hour before my dinner comes. I look in the mirror to tie my hair up. My mascara has run down my cheeks from crying. I open my travel bag and get make-up remover pads and wipe it all away. I start bath water deciding to take a bubble bath instead. I set the timer on my phone, so I don't miss room service.

After my bath, I put the hotel’s robe on and turn the television on. When I'm plugging my phone in to charge, room service knocks on my door. I peek through the peephole on the door. I open, and they wheel my dinner in. I flip through the channels on the TV while biting into my bacon cheeseburger. There isn't much on, so I watch a rerun of Roseanne.

When I'm done eating I decided to call Tracy. She didn't answer and I didn't leave her a message. I set my phone down and it rings. I didn't check the number because I assumed it was Tracy calling me back, but it's not Tracy on the other end.

“Where are you?” I didn't answer so he asked again. “Where are you, Eve?”

“None of your business, Kevin. Have a happy life with Coach and your Woman. Oh, and Kevin, Happy Father’s Day tomorrow.”

I hang up the phone. He calls back and I don't answer. Five more times he calls back before I turn my phone off. I curl up into a ball and cry for what seems like hours. I should have never come here. I wish I never met him. I should have never told him Happy Father’s Day.

I power my phone on to try Tracy again. I need a friend right now. I see I have more missed calls from Kevin and a text. I open to read it.  

Kevin: What do you mean happy Father's Day? Don't ignore me, Eve. I will find you.

Eve: Don't bother, Kevin. I don't need you.

Kevin: Tell me where you are staying. I need to see you.

Eve: No.

Kevin: What the hell, you tell me I'm going to be a Dad and now you won't let me? Why bother telling me at all?

Eve: Go be with your other Woman. I see now you made your choice.

Kevin: I don't have another Woman. Just tell me where you are so I can explain.

Eve: Go to hell, Kevin.

I dial Tracy's number with my fingers crossed. I really need my friend right now. I don't know what to do. I have no idea what is right or wrong anymore. I quit my job and flew here to see him and now I'm questioning everything I've done in the last few days.