After my kids left home and life settled into a quieter rhythm, I found myself feeling lonely. That’s when Samantha, my new co-worker and soon-to-be best friend, came into my life. We bonded quickly despite our age difference, joking at work and spending time together after hours. She was bold and carefree, while I was more reserved.

One day, a younger guy named Robert joined our team. Samantha teased me about his looks, but I dismissed it due to the age gap. To my surprise, Robert started showing interest in me, even asking me out. I hesitated, worried about the difference in our ages and my son Brody, who was close to Robert’s age. Samantha kept pushing me to give Robert a chance, but I stayed firm.

Then Samantha started acting distant, glowing with a happiness she wouldn’t explain. When I finally pressed her, she admitted she was dating someone but refused to say who. I grew worried and confided in my son Brody, who advised patience.

One day, I saw Samantha holding hands with a man at the mall. To my shock, it was Brody. I confronted them, feeling betrayed by both. Brody insisted they loved each other and were adults making their own choices. Though upset, I knew I couldn’t stand in their way.

Later, Robert showed up to help me, and we talked about love and age. His words made me realize I shouldn’t judge. I decided to give him a chance and invited Samantha and Brody over for dinner. In the end, I wanted all of us to be happy.