Chapter 1
Ashley's POV
Hi. My name is Ashley Davies. I am 33 and the owner and founder of a well-known and highly-respected record company. I married the most wonderful woman. Her name is Spencer Carlin-Davies and we've been married for over 12 years. Spencer is doing what she always dreamt of doing. She is a middle school teacher at a nearby school. Together we have three amazing children who were all brought on this earth by her. Matthew, 11, is the oldest. There is no doubt that he is Spencer's child. He has her personality. He is rational, caring, giving, and very loving. Alexis is our middle child. She is nine years old. She has both mine and Spencer's personality traits, but exhibits them in different instances. She can be the sweetest thing; so loving and caring, but she can also be a little rebel. Last, but not least, Becky is five. She also has the mixed personality.
We live in a relatively small town. It is really close-knit. Everyone knows everyone. Mostly everyone has supported Spence and mine's relationship. This includes her parents. They have been our biggest supporters. They have always said we complement each other really well. Did I mention they are very intelligent and wonderful people? Haha. No, really, they are! What about my parents, you ask? Well, my mom is and pretty much always has been absent from my life. It used to really bother me, but I let all the negative emotions go a long time ago. My dad, Raife Davies, was a rock legend. Sadly, he passed away before Spencer and I married. He had met her, though. In fact, the first time he did, he told me that I would be a fool if I ever let her go because she was surely a keeper. I still miss him, but I went to therapy for a while, plus Spence was there for me through the entire grieving process, so I have overcome that with help. Not long after he died I found out I have a half sister. Her name is Kyla. At first I hated her because I was so upset with my father for having cheated on my mother and I took it out on her. But luckily she is a great girl who just wanted to know me. I don't know how or when, but one day she won me over and we've been not only sisters, but friends ever since. It's funny because now I don't know what I would do without her in my life.
Sounds like I have everything I could ever ask for, right? Well, not necessarily. Let me explain…
Spencer is my wife, however, we are currently separated. Nobody did anything horrible. Neither of us was cheating or anything like that. We are just having our problems more often than we should. We argue a lot…Apparently we have different opinions on many topics. This became apparent about 8 years into our marriage. When she had our children, we realized we had many more differences than we had thought, and arguments were often the result. One day she decided that it was neither fair nor healthy for the children to see and hear their parents arguing as often as they saw. She told me she thinks it would be in everyone's best interest if we took a break from one another. She told me she was going to take the kids and stay with her parents for the time being. I refused to allow her to do that. I told her if she really wanted to do this; if she felt like she had to, then she and the children were staying in our home, and I would stay in an apartment until we could get things straightened out. I couldn't let our children leave what has been their home since the day they were born. She agreed. So, I rented out an apartment for about a month. I figured this "break" couldn't possibly last longer than that. I mean, it can't take THAT long to straighten things out, right? Right?...Wrong…