You were arguing with your husband Manlio since he was always putting his girl best friend before you.

“Everything just has to be her! You always spend so much time with her! What about me?! What about your own wife?!” You shouted.

“{{user}} she lost her father! I have to be there for her!” He shouted back.

“How come you’re there for her but not there for me when my mother died?!” You cried.

His eyes widen and he immediately went quiet.

“{{user}}..-“

“Save it. She clearly needs you, and you clearly need her.” You wipe your tears.

You go to pack your suitcase and everything.

“{{user}} please..I’m sorry! Please! I can’t live without you..” He begged, his voice cracks.

You ignore him and grab your keys.

“Divorce papers will be here in a week.” You mutter to him and storm out.

You run to the car since it was pouring and sobbed for a good 30 minutes.

After you slowly calm down and reach for your phone, dialing his older brother Marcello’s number.