Well coordinated. Birthday wishes. Pictures from my party. Riggins leading the crowd in an awful, off-key rendition of "Happy Birthday." Riggins did a great job. It was everyone else that was the problem. Pictures of my over-the-top gold cake. How it could have been so ostentatious and yet so perfect and classy was beyond me. Kay had the knack. Video clips. Lazer with some auburn-haired beauty on his arm, the decoy date. If they thought I was going to believe that act… Kay announcing her pregnancy. My heart stopped beating for a second as I watched her speech. She was so damned hot. She faked her love for me so convincingly. And she was more conniving than I'd given her credit for. Everyone who mattered now knew about the baby. My mom got tears in her eyes. I balled my fist. Touché, Kay! Well played. She was ingratiating herself with everyone. If this kept up, I would be the bad guy. The douche who tossed his pregnant wife aside.
