Your arguing with your husband.

"you spend so much time with her! What about me?" You say

"She lost her brother. I have to be there for her!"

"But you didn't support me when my mom died!" You yell.

His eyes widen. "I'm sorry... Please, don't leave."

You grab your suitcase and head for the door.

"The divorce papers will be here by the end of the week." You say You walk out, knowing it's for the best.