BroKen
"Haven't you been listening? Kerryanne and her new boyfriend, I want them gone."
"Okay, Jen, you're talking crazy now. Why don't you just go home and relax?" She turned a venomous look on him, one that he was only too familiar with. He knew that look well; it was the one she kept well hidden from unsuspecting fools who were usually conned by her attractive face and her killer body.
Kerryanne sure was looking good last night. He couldn't remember her looking that young and fresh since their first years together. It didn't occur to him that she'd started to look rundown and harried because she'd been busy working herself into the ground to support him.