Katy's POV

I stared at the envelope that was served to me earlier today on the table and I didn't want to open it, because I knew it confirmed that my marriage was over. I remembered one of Kermit and I's arguments before he left.

"Why the hell do you have an envelope from him?!" He yelled at me. Maya was at Riley's.

"I want her back," I said. "It's not right that Maya doesn't have her here."

"She doesn't even remember her!" He told me. "It's probably better that way. Maybe you should forget her too."

"Are you kidding me?!" I asked him.

"She's happy, isn't she?"

"No. Why do you think she goes over to the Matthews' all the time?" I asked. "She can't stand being around us!"

"Maybe this was a mistake," he said.

"Maybe what was a mistake?" I asked.

"Us," he said. "Maya."

"What are you talking about?" I asked him. I shook my head. "No. We're not a mistake, she's not a mistake."

"I wasn't ready, Katy," he said.

"For what?"

"All of this," he said. "We don't work."

"Well, if you'd actually try," I said. "But you throw away all of our money on gambling!"

"You mean like you keep trying to get to Anthony's brain when he doesn't have one?!" He questioned. "He's never giving her back, Katy! You need to give up!"

"Just like you're givin' up on us?" I asked.

He didn't answer. He grabbed his keys.

"I'm going out," he said.

"Kermit!" He slammed the door behind him.

I walked to the table and sat down.

I looked at my scrapbook of KC and Maya from just a few years ago. I opened it and took out the envelope inside. I opened it and read the words that shattered my hope when I first read it.

You're not getting her back! How many times do I have to tell you that?! If you try to come here or get the police involved, I will know, and I'll kill her! I mean it! Stop writing me, or the next letter I get will be her death card! Got it?!

I quickly put the letter back into the envelope and put it back in the binder. I walked over to the table and picked up the envelope I knew was from Kermit. I opened and read it and I was destroyed once again. I could feel tears streaming down my face.

Maya came out of her room.

"Hey mom," she said. I wiped my eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, baby girl," I said.

"Can we go out for ice cream?"

"Yeah," I said. "That actually sounds nice." I put the divorce papers under the scrapbook. I grabbed my keys and we went out for ice cream.