May
Leon felt uneasily and upset. It was unusual because he always prided himself on his ability to control the situation. Erica, his wife, sitting across from him at sofa. She crouched herself in her favorite corner under half lights and shadows. He couldn’t see her face clearly.
Then the words, ” I want a breakup, Erica.” He knew there was no easy way, no perfect moment. And it always followed with a wild scene. Thinking about it, preparing, he had rehearsed endless variations on the scene but her reaction was not among them.
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