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“Long enough to know we’re not right for each other anymore.” I looked at Christian for support on this, but it was evident by his composure he wasn’t going to give me an inch.
“What are you talking about? That’s impossible. You’ve been together for twenty years.”
“Autumn, there’s a lot you don’t know.”
Julian grabbed her arm. “Kid, let them be.”
“Christian, do Mom and Dad know?”
He shook his head, and I answered for him, “We’re going to tell them.”
“When?”
“Soon,” was all I could reply.
Julian pulled her away. “Come on, let’s get back to our guests.” I’d never been more grateful for him than I was right then.
Autumn gazed at us hesitantly before she reluctantly listened to her husband. After they were gone, I glared back at Christian.
“Thanks for nothing,” I bit. “You could have helped me, you know? Is this how it’s going to be when we tell your parents?”
“You need to remember that you’re the one who wants this divorce, Kinley. And don’t you ever forget that.”
He turned and followed them back to the reception while I stayed there for another few minutes, thinking about the mess our lives had become.
Two weeks later, we were sitting at their table for dinner when Christian took it upon himself to announce our divorce to them without discussing it with me first. Completely blindsiding me, and I knew he did it to be spiteful.
Announcing, “You guys can stop pretending like you don’t know we’re getting a divorce. I’m sure Autumn already told you.”
They’d just gotten back from their honeymoon in St. Bart’s, and this was the last thing we needed to discuss.
“Christian,” Autumn coaxed. “What was I supposed to do? Huh? They have a right to know.”
I sighed, intervening, “Please don’t argue because of us.”
“So then, it’s true?” his mom asked, making me bow my head.
The shame immediately eating me alive.
For the next hour, we had to hear his parents talk about the ups and downs of marriage, and how important it was to stay connected, like we didn’t already know that. They were adamant we could work through it, and we’d come out stronger in the end.
I never thought we’d be in this situation to begin with, and it wasn’t like I had fallen out of love with him. He was still my everything, but we weren’t on the same page anymore. We’d drifted apart, becoming two different people instead of a couple. We weren’t even on the same wavelength anymore.
Arguing with him at therapy only added to the conviction I felt about ending our marriage. We couldn’t go on like this. It wasn’t fair to either of us, and for the life of me, I didn’t understand why he couldn’t see that.
“Christian, that’s not fair!” I shouted, staring him down at our therapist’s office.
“What’s not fair, Kinley? Because the only thing not fucking fair is the fact that you’re making us get a divorce!”
“I’m not making us get a divorce! You want one too! You just can’t bring yourself to say the words, so I’m doing it for the both of us!”
“Oh, that’s fucking rich. You know everything, don’t you?”
“Oh, please! You want to talk about egos? Yours is so fucking big I’m surprised you’re able to walk past the doors of our therapist’s office!”
“Kinley, Christian…”
“What?!” we both yelled in unison, glaring at our marriage counselor.
