Gone Missing...Again

…Tyler POV…

So I could just not keep my mouth shut. I just had to say it. My exact word, "They are not mine, are they?"

So I found myself sleeping in the guest room last night.

The next morning, I decide to make her a strong cup of tea.

I knock.

No answer.

I knock harder.

Still no answer.

I knock again.

Again no answer.

Should I just go in or wait?

I will just say I had to get something.

When I enter the room, it is empty. She is not here; her clothes seem to be gone as well as all those shoes in their boxes are gone too. Everything that is Jenna or what was Jenna is gone. She is gone. The babies are gone.

She is gone.

Perhaps she is only but outside.

No.

She is not there.

She is gone.

Not fucking again!

Jenna left thinking I am a shit-ass husband, an even shittier father.

In an instant, it is all away.

Everything is taken a