Court cases, therapy, and five pins in my bones later, I'm a divorced father working myself ragged trying to provide a good life for my son. I'm exhausted, and honestly, I don't know what to do. And to make things worse, the only person who can soothe my aches and pains is Camille Frasier, my son's preschool teacher. She's beautiful. She's empathic. But I might not be able to give her the fire she needs.