"Corey Graham, in the seven years we’ve been married, I’ve never once made you do any housework. I’ve given you everything: my whole heart, my whole world has revolved around you."And now, just because of one careless move from your best friend, Darren Blackburn, you’re making a scene about divorce? Do you even have a conscience?!"Deanna Cunningham’s eyes were red as she questioned me, as if I’d committed some unforgivable crime.I didn’t respond to her directly. Instead, I shifted my gaze to the dining table to the lemon halibut, the one with only a few scraps left at the bottom."For seven years, every time we ate, you knew this was my favorite dish you made. You always placed it closest to me. But this time, you set it in front of Darren, who happens to like it too."Deanna choked on her words for a second, then snapped, "What’s there to even talk about? No one was helping when I was serving the dishes. I was overwhelmed and didn’t think that much about it."I shook my head,
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