Of course with all of the extra curricular activities things at home were worse than ever. I asked Eric for a divorce more than once.
We were fighting more often than not and I didn't want that around my children. Neither did he. So we stopped fighting. We stopped talking to each other period. In the evenings when we came home from work he'd go straight to the basement leaving me upstairs with the kids.
We stopped sleeping in the same bed. Most nights I piled the kids into our bed so he'd be forced to sleep somewhere else. Some nights I didn't even have to. He just didn't bother coming upstairs.
I was talking to Josh occasionally.
Nash had gotten married.
Still fucking Chase.
Married to Eric.
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