17-Can We Talk?

I arrived home and as I suspected, Luke wasn't here. I should leave and file for divorce. I can't do this anymore, it hurts. I changed her, fed her and then put her to sleep. I changed into my pajamas and fell asleep.

I woke up the next day, and Luke, wasn't in the room, his side wasn't even touched. I checked on Violet and she was still sleeping. I searched the house and found him in the guest bedroom.

I went to make breakfast and placed everything on the table. I saw him and went to kiss him, but he moved his face.

"Luke, we don't talk. All you do is work, you have changed so much."

"I'm stressed, Savannah." He sighed. "Exhausted, everything is accumulating."

"You should still make time for us. Not everything is work!"

"Savannah, I wont have this conversation again." He said through gritted teeth.

"Of course not, I promise I won't bother you again." I smiled as I put food on my plate.

He didn't ate breakfast. He just left the house. And so will we. I grabbed Violet's bag, and packed