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the door, went around to the trunk and popped it open. He retrieved his already packed Samsonite luggage from within and closed the trunk back down. It’s bad that he’d had plans to just get away and think things through. However, following Olivia put a deadening sting in those plans. He should’ve just gotten out of town when he’d planned on leaving the first time.
    He stepped up on the wooden log porch. He could vision him and Olivia rocking in the matching rocking chairs that sat there. They rocked just a little back and forth from the wind blowing lightly in the air. The cabin was four bedrooms with an all glass, front trimmed in gray stone. Around the sides and back of it was made of timber. He headed for the front door, and then inserted the key inside the keyhole. Once the door was open, he immediately walked over to the security alarm pad that was to the left of him. Quickly, he punched in the security code, and then the small light that was blinking went from red to green. He locked himself inside the cabin, flipping the lights on.
    The living room was spacious with a lofty ceiling and a crystal chandelier hanging above. All the furniture was contemporary and expensive, everything leather. He felt a little bit more comfortable now. He went into the master bedroom where an enormous king-sized bed awaited him. The sheets were clean and the room smelled fresh and new.
    Mark sat his suitcase down on the floor and climbed onto the bed and laid out flat on his back. He just stared up at the ceiling, lost in his own world. His mind was bogged and he was beyond stressed. He kicked off his shoes and took in a deep breath. Knowing that he'd fucked up big time for real this time, there was only one person he could call on. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. At first he hesitated, but he knew that if he couldn’t trust anybody else at the moment, he could still trust Felisha. Without further hesitation, he dialed her number. When he heard her sleepy voice pick up on the fourth ring, he felt somewhat relieved. Tears came to his eyes immediately as he spoke. “Hey.”
    Instantly, Felisha heard the crackling in his voice. He sounded distraught. “Hey you,” she softly responded. “What's wrong?” She knew that Mark had been going through some things, but she definitely didn’t think that he’d want to be bothered with her.
    Mark sniffed, and then attempted to clear his throat so he could talk. “I fucked up, Felisha. I really fucked up.”
    Felisha sat up in bed. “What have you done, Mark?”
    “Mommy, that’s Mark?” Lil Romeo could be heard in the background.
    Mark straightened up a bit when hearing his son’s tiny voice. “What’s he doing up?”
    “He’s been irritable since I got home tonight. He keeps wanting to talk to O’, but you know I’m not about to call her. She probably wants to ki-”.
    “Not around him,” Mark interrupted her. “Put him on the phone right quick.”
    Felisha handed Lil Romeo the phone, but first putting it on speaker so she could hear him. “Here, Mark wants to talk to you.”
    “Hey Mark,” he spoke in the phone sounding sad.
    “Hey Buddy,” Mark spoke back. He was trying his best not to bawl on the phone with his son. “What’cha doing up so late?” He questioned.
    “I had a bad dream today about tee-tee.” He said while rubbing his eyes, still feeling sad that he hadn’t spoken to her yet. “I don’t want to go back to sleep.”
    Mark sat in silence. Could his four year old son have known the outcome of what he’d just done hours prior?
    “Mark, are you with her?” Lil Romeo asked. “Le’me talk to her.”
    “No, I’m actually out of town. I just called to say that I love you and no matter what happen I’ll always help your mama take care of you.”
    “Okay, I love you too. Will you tell tee-tee to call me?” He said, too young to know that the adults had crossed a line that may take him out of tee-tee’s life for good.
    “I sure