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3 months later: Santana was not himself he barely was home and when he was he didn't say much . "Baby can you talk to Me? I asked santana . I watch him slid his foot into his black Amir boots . "Don't wait up " was all he said before leaving. I been dealing with this shit for 3 months and it was so hard . I got up and clean our room and changed the sheets. After that I wash some loads and made lunch for the kids . Once they was done .. I made them a ice-cream bowl with m&m , nuts, sprinkles and hot fudge syrup . The 6 of us watched Dennis the menace together. The kids laughed at the movie they was really enjoying it . for the first time in months I smiled . I texted Santana. ME: I love you can we talk when you get home?.. he text me back an hour later.. hubby💙: I love you too but I don't feel like talking . I decided not to text him anymore he already said what he said. I tried but it seem like I wasn't getting through to him.

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