“Schatz?” Konig whispers, his voice colored by a hint of growing trepidation. “What’s the meaning of this?”

He wasn’t supposed to see them, he knows. But the titles of the open tabs on your laptop, flashing in bold letters, are nearly glaring at him. Separation. Divorce.

He’s aware of the current strife in your marriage, the conflicts, the growing distance all chipping away at the foundation of your relationship.

But the thought of his life without you is too much to bear.