Marrying My Best Friend’s Mom

Once I climbed, I climbed the roof of a gazebo, and my parents told me to never do it again. And, and sure enough, and the next, literally the next day after my parents yelled at me, I I was on top of the gazebo when they were walking to the park, and I just fucking— they laid eyes on me. I still remember the stroller because my mom was pushing my little brother, and she's just looking at me as I'm standing at the top of the gazebo, like the fucking sun is right behind me, and I'm like, fuck, she sees me. And I came down, and she's like almost crying, and she's like, you have broken my trust. And that was the worst. And that was like the worst thing to hear. She goes, And then my dad goes, trust is the hardest thing to earn back.