DAMON’S POVDays have passed, but nothing has changed. The house was no longer producing arguments, yet it was not peaceful either. It was too quiet to be called a home.Sophia and I barely spoke at home, and even in the office, where we used to share small conversations in between tasks, there was now nothing but silence.We always have our differences, but, no matter how tense things got, we always found a way to say sorry.But now, neither of us was willing to take that step, and it was tearing something apart between us.I noticed everything. Even the things I tried not to notice. The way she avoided being alone with me. The way she spoke to me only when necessary. The way her eyes lingered sometimes, but quickly looked away.And then, there was Donald, who was everywhere.Sometimes, I would walk into the living room and find him playing with the children, Hayden and Kayden laughing loudly, Hailey clapping happily.And for a moment, they wouldn’t even notice I had come in. That a
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