Till Divorce Do Us Part
I had pointed out to him, surprised that he would say that.
He had become gloomy and sad.
“Or do I spend too much time with Noelle? I could cut down the hours I spend with her and stay here with you instead, or even go with you to the company every single day,” I had hastily added.
“Goodness, no, I don’t want you to stop living because of me,” he had declined quickly.
“But you just mentioned that you are lonely sometimes,” I had reminded him.
“Yes, I am, but the kind of loneliness I feel isn’t the type you can solve, honey. I miss a woman’s touch and feel, especially at night,” he had explained, and I had felt tragically sorry for him.
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