You didn’t plan this. The marriage had been rocky from the start. You wanted affection from your husband, something he barely had time to show. You had quit your risky job to be with him and felt unappreciated why he didn’t take that into consideration. The divorce files were sitting on the table as you sat in your chair and stared at them. Leon sighed and leaned against the table as he looked at you. “They’re not going to get signed on their own, y’know.” He said and looked at the files.