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David's POVNow I fully understand why Uncle Benard couldn’t wait to get out of the house the moment my mother’s friends showed up. The air had barely settled when Catherine and Myer walked in, their voices already filling the living room with chatter and laughter. Uncle Benard, who had been seated quietly in the corner, immediately grew restless. He shifted in his seat, cleared his throat a few times, and avoided eye contact with anyone.He was never comfortable around women when they gathered like that, especially not the kind who talked endlessly about people, relationships, and things that didn’t concern him. It wasn’t just disinterest; it drained him. Uncle Benard was the quiet type, someone who found peace in silence, who preferred a book and a glass of water over loud conversations and gossip.So the moment he saw the crowd forming and heard the rising pitch of their voices, he stood up abruptly.“I just remembered I have something to attend to,” he said quickly, avoiding eve

David's POVI sat on the edge of the bed, eyes fixed on the door. Still no sign of Eunice. I had been staring at that door like it owed me answers. Why wasn’t she in the room?I sighed, leaned back, and stared at the ceiling.“Divorce?” I muttered under my breath.That word had been ringing in my head since she said it. Divorce? For me?She couldn’t be serious.The truth? I didn’t even go for that contract I claimed to be chasing. I just needed to get out and get away from all the tension between us. I needed space. Her face, her tone, everything had been too much lately.But still, divorce? That’s too far.I had a pen in my hand and a sheet of paper on my lap, pretending to work, but my mind was miles away. My eyes stayed stuck on the first line. I didn’t move, didn’t write, didn’t blink. Just stuck there.I could still hear her voice in that restaurant sharp, loud, angry."You don’t see me anymore, David. I’m invisible next to Lizzy, right?"I blinked, stunned. The clatter of a drop

Eunice’s POVI thought David cared. I really did. After everything we had built together, the dreams we whispered in the dark, the nights we stayed up talking about the future, the promises sealed with kisses. I believed he would always be on my side. I thought I had married a partner, a friend, someone who would defend me even when I was wrong and protect me when I was hurting.But I was wrong. Completely wrong.Lately, it felt like I was sharing a house with a stranger. His eyes no longer lingered on me. His voice, once soft with affection, had become clipped, impatient. And when I needed him most… tonight, broken and bleeding, trembling from what I had just discovered he looked at me like I was nothing but a disruption in his schedule. Like I was wasting time he could have spent with her.I saw it in his eyes. Not even a flicker of concern. Just… cold indifference.How did we get here? How did the man who used to write love notes on sticky paper now walk past me like a wall?“I

Eunice's POV"Leave here!" David's mother screamed at me in the middle of the restaurant.I froze for a moment, looking at her, then at David… and then quietly turned around and walked out. I didn’t want to create a scene. The shame was enough already.As I walked away, I could hear a bit of commotion behind me. People were gathering. I turned my head slightly and saw David and his mother rushing toward Lucy. Yes, Lucy checking on her as if she’d had a brutal fall.I shook my head. That fall wasn’t even that serious. She tripped and sat down. How dramatic could they get?Was all that concern real? Or just another act to make me feel less than I already did?David didn’t even notice my bruised leg. Not a glance. Not a word. Nothing.It hurt. It really did.He always listened to side talks of others, he never believed me or gave me time to explain myself, He is always a commanding person.We don't have time to spend with each otherI kept walking, lost in my thoughts, and then… bam! I b

EUNICE’S POV I was genuinely surprised when David told me to meet him at the restaurant. I wasn’t told it was a group dinner or rather, a family show. And definitely not one where I’d be the outsider.He didn’t say much in the message. Just the name of the place, time, and “See you there.” No “Hey babe,” no “Looking forward to seeing you.” Still, I came. Maybe because I was still holding onto the idea that I was his wife… or maybe I just didn’t want to admit I felt forgotten.As I walked into the restaurant, I immediately spotted them. David. His mother, Glenda. And of all people… Lizzy, his secretary. The three of them were already seated, laughing like old friends, glasses raised, plates half-touched. I hesitated for a second, feeling like I had just walked into someone else’s celebration.David looked up and nodded casually. “Oh… Eunice, you’re here.”I gave a small smile and joined the table, slipping into the empty seat beside Glenda. She didn’t greet me. Not even a nod.“You’r