I sat at the kitchen table, just staring at the divorce papers in front of me. I couldn't help but try to remember how Spencer and I had gotten to this point. How had the two of us drifted so far apart? I hadn't wanted us to end up in this position. I hadn't wanted the two us to live like strangers in our home. So much had happened since we had said 'I do', and I just wanted my husband back. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to want me back. I sigh and pick up the pen. Attempting to calm my quivering hands, I apply the last signature needed to make our divorce final. I had never wanted to end that chapter in my life, but now I had no choice. I've been forced to say goodbye to the one thing that has always been solace, my husband. I turn out the lights and climb the stairs. A sense of finality and sorrow settle upon me like a thousands stones. I would do anything for him, even if that means having to give him up. I'm happy to see him so happy, but at the same time I can't control the anger and jealousy ripping through me like knives at the sight of his smiles. The smiles that had once been reserved for me alone. The smiles I would never again have the privilege of seeing. I had lost everything that meant the world to me and I couldn't stop it. I had lost the love of my life and with him, my heart and soul. With that last thought, I turn out the bedroom lights and fall into a fitful sleep.