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Chapter 1

    = Aaron =

"What the hell?" Aaron muttered, looking incredulously at the phone screen, reading again the text message he just received from an unknown number.

'That's the most fucked up day. First I got a parking ticket, my proposal at work had been refused, I spilled my coffee on my favorite shirt, AND I just find out my ex-boyfriend got a NEW lover. Guess that proves my theory. So, are we still up for tomorrow's game?'

Aaron let out a bitter laugh. Yeah, he could beat her day, whoever this was. He took a sip from the bottle of whiskey in front of him and started to think about his 'day' which started at three o'clock in the morning. He'd come home after fourteen hours shift to find out that his wife is missing, and her phone was off. Worried that something happened, he called every one of her friends, even his parents. Nobody knew where Carrie was. After two hours and eleven messages to her voice mail, Aaron grabbed the phone to call the police when she opened the door. With a big smile on her face that disappeared at the sight of him, she dropped the most annoying four words.

"We need to talk."

"Where the hell have you been?" Aaron snapped. Now that she was in front of him safe and sound, his worry turned from relief into angry. Carrie dropped her handbag on the sofa with a sigh. She looked annoyed like his question was somehow ridiculous.

"Out"

"Out? You were out? Is this all you have to say? Do you have any idea how worried I was? I was losing my freaking mind here!" Aaron couldn't believe the answer he got.

"Aaron, there is no easy way to say this, so I'll tell you directly" She took a deep breath, raised her eyes to meet his and said with a sharp tone "I want to divorce."

"I called my par... What?" He couldn't be hearing right. She didn't say the 'D' word. Did she? "You want what?" Was she joking?

"Divorce" She took her four-inch heels off and dropped her ass on the couch. "I can't do this anymore Aaron" She can't do what anymore? Ok, they had arguments and things haven't always been rosy, but this? She never said anything about a freaking divorce. Aaron was stunned.

"You can't do what anymore Carrie?" She started motioning with her hand between them.

"This! Us! This marriage! I'm tired Aaron; I want more! I need and deserve more!" He didn't know what to say, hell; he didn't even understand. Tired of what? She didn't work. He never told her or even implied that she needs to stay home and be a housewife. Carrie knew that she had his support if she decided to do something. She doesn't need to worry about finances neither. They aren't rich that's true, but they don't miss anything. Her only hobby was to gossip with her friends. What more Aaron possibly could do? He didn't cheat her, he wasn't a drunkard, never hurt her, and he always treated her nice. He worked in two places for God sake so she won't be missing anything. What fucking more, his liver?

"Carrie, I don't know what's happening, but whatever is, we can fix it! But divorce? Carrie, you can't be serious. You know I love you." Aaron did love her. Their sex life was good so that couldn't be the problem. He said to fix, but he had no idea what to fix "Carrie, honey, we... I can..." Aaron was speechless. He truly didn't expect this. "Carrie, what's wrong?"

"Don't, Aaron, don't look at me like that. There is nothing to fix! Carrie stood up and took off her wedding ring, holding his hand she placed the ring in his palm. "Just stop, don't make me say things that will hurt you" Hurt him? Yeah, too late for that.

"Carrie... Please!" He reached for her, but she dodged his hand and took two steps back. "I don't know what I did, but... Please, Carrie, we love each other"