Capri liked to keep things away from her brothers, so I wasn’t all that surprised she hadn’t told them. Maybe there was some hope for us after all. I loved my wife and wanted to make this shit work. If we had to sit with a therapist, then that was what I would fucking do because I wanted to be with Capri. Tasha meant nothing to me and with her gone out of our lives we can focus on our marriage. Get back to the days when we were happy.
oh you got some damn nerve
