Tamiya sat at the edge of the bed Indian style watching Andre walk around getting dressed as she twisted her wedding ring.
This was the third business meeting this week. Tamiya waited as he grabbed his jacket and walked out the bed room without a goodbye or see you later.
After hearing his car door slam she broke down leaving small puddles on the bed sheets.
4 hours later.
Tamiya was woke up to the sound of her phone ringing it was 3:26 am.
"Hello?" She answers with sleep still deep in her voice.
"Hi is this Tamiya Johnson?" A older female voice came threw the phone.
"Yes it is how may I help you?" I asked trying to sound as snobbish as her while rising against my head board.
"This is Reagan, Andre baby mama tell him I'll see him in court on Tuesday and if I was you I would pack and leave because everything that he has I bought, the car he drives is mine, the house y'all living in is mine also I own everything he has."
I couldn't reply I just hung up after seven years of marriage I still didn't know my husband, and further more that he has a child.
I new it was time to go that was the last straw.
