I have never known a woman to be so stubborn. How many times will she insist on running away? First when we were kids, then as adults, and finally after marriage. I’ve tried so hard to make her see how much I love her. Maybe it is not enough and I am the one who needs to face reality and set her free. I wish it was that easy, setting her free once was hard enough. I’m not sure I could do it again. I’m not sure I know how.
The crowd cheered when I said that we had split up. Imagine, I made thousands of people happy by pretending to split up with my wife. Then, it happened — the one thing that brought it all home. I saw my Elliot’s, face again. I nearly missed out on seeing my unborn child. Maybe we need to reach a compromise. One which will mean no secrets anymore.