Jones sat alone in his living room, or rather, an airbnb he had rented to stay at for the next couple of days as he could now afford these little luxuries.
The divorce papers were still in the drawer—unsigned, unfiled, but inevitable. He could feel it the way he felt a storm coming in his knees. He knew he could no longer afford this, if anything, it had become an impossibility as Aiysha wasn't backing down this time.
His wife, Aiysha, had already checked out. Not because of another man. Not because of abuse or neglect. She just didn't feel that deep, longing connection anymore. Jones knew he was partly responsible. He had driven her to this. But he also knew something else.
This only became relevant when she started interacting with Kyle.
