Kelly from work?” There had to be more to this than he was telling her. “Eric, are you having an affair?”
“No, there’s no one else. You’re so paranoid. Kelly has nothing to do with this. I just want life back the way it used to be.” He looked away from her as he spoke.
He left her sitting there and went into the bedroom to pack a bag. When he came back out, she was still on the sofa, tears still running down her face.
“I’ll call you,” he murmured and then walked out the door, letting it slam behind him.
In the days that followed she couldn’t remember what she’d been looking at when he left, if anything at all. The entire incident remained a blur, except for the words: ‘I want a divorce.’ It made her sick to think of it, but she kept repeating the phrase in her head over and over again. Each time she repeated it, it still sounded so foreign and unreal. How could Eric want a divorce? Had he really been that unhappy? How could this be happening to her? First her baby died and now her marriage was dying. Although according to her husband, it was already dead, and he wanted it to stay that way.
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