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Jeff was a senior in high school when we were dating. As soon as I told him I was pregnant, he wanted nothing to do with me. His parents had money, and they were afraid that I was going to demand he marry me, or in some other way ruin his life. I had no intention of doing either. I told Jeff that my parents were making me give the baby up for adoption. He would not respond to anything I told him... probably because his parents hired a lawyer, who told him not to talk to me or acknowledge that the child was his.
This was a very hard thing for me to endure, because I thought I really loved him, and that he cared about me. But it was obvious that it wasn't true. I only wanted some emotional support from him when I needed it most.... that's all.
I have not spoken to him since I called him from the hospital to inform him that our son had been born. I asked him to at least come see his son in the nursery, even if he did not want to see me. His lawyer told him not to, so he didn't.
Jeff waited until my son was 8 days old before finally signing the adoption papers. He had refused to before that time, because it would be an admission that he was really the birthfather. I guess the adoption agency found a way to convince his lawyer that he should sign them.
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