Chapter 133 Gwen

• "He is still not speaking to you?" Abby asked me, wagging her fingers in front of her mouth as she gobbled the hot spaghetti.
• I gave her a sad shrug. "He doesn't even sleep in the same room with me. And when he sneaks in at night thinking I'm asleep, it is to pick his clothes and sneak out. He is so stubborn!" I hissed haughtily. Most times I wanted to stand up and tell him to his face he was full of shit!
• There I lay missing him like he was my next breath and he was busy being tenacious all because I won't bend to his will and send my family away.