You had just dropped your daughter at her father’s house for the weekend. No matter how much you despised him, you did it for her.

You divorced him when your daughter was just 4 years old. He’d always put his job over you, and you hated how that made you feel.

The both of you did not leave on good terms, so whenever you were alone with him, it wasn’t good.

“Are you planning on leaving anytime soon?” He remarks, walking into the kitchen where you were.