Jade had stormed home that night, literally fuming at her father. He had no idea of how dark she had been feeling since Israel, as if the first time hadn't been enough, this last time had destroyed her spirit and all feelings of self worth.

Luke was sitting on the sofa in his tracksuit bottoms, Faith against his muscly chest as he watched tv with the volume down low. The expression he gave her as she walked through the door told Jade exactly what she already knew.

'My Dad's already told you about the picture hasn't he?'. He nodded 'I saw it on Josè's website as well...you hadn't even mentioned to me that you posed for a picture with him'. Jade looked annoyed, shrugged off her jacket and gently picked up Faith from his chest, holding her close.

Luke sighed 'why did you do the photo? I mean...I'll be the first to admit that it looks incredible, it's going into auction tomorrow because he's had so many offers for it...but you know what upset me about it Jade?'.

She shook her head vaguely and he elaborated 'I don't think anything is happening between the two of you, but thats somehow even worse... A man you're just friends with makes you comfortable enough to pose like that...and yet your own husband is apparently off limits. I'm not demanding sex here Jade, I'm just saying I'm fully aware of how uncomfortable you are around me recently. What's the issue? I've seen you naked before Jade...and now you won't even change your top in front of me...what have I done?'.

Jade looked indignant 'you have no idea how much I hate my body in the last few months...I am covered in scars and marks, not from some innocent little fall- they're constant reminders from two times in my life when people have tried to kill me. I can't look at the scars without being reminded of how nearly I lost everything...it makes me feel sick to even see myself in a bra and panties...how can someone this messed up ever be a good enough parent?'.

Luke looked amazed and shocked by what she'd said and it seemed after another few minutes that they'd reached something of an impasse, Jade taking Faith off to bathe and put in her little pyjamas to give them some time to cool off.

It was nearly an hour later when Luke came back into the living room and looked over Jade as she sat feeding Faith a bottle on the rocking chair. 'J? Can we talk?' she glanced up and nodded 'sure, what's wrong?'.

Luke was quiet for a long time before he sat on the armchair opposite her 'us. We haven't been right for a long time have we?'.

Jade was silent, watching her daughter calmly drink from her bottle before looking up at her husband.

'I did that picture for Jose because it made me feel about 1% less disgusted by my own scars and marks, I thought you'd understand. This is art, there's nothing else to it, you're meant to break boundaries and all that'.

Luke tried to agree and understand Jade's point of view as best he could, but the argument that ensued was about much, much more.

They both knew their marriage was well and truly on the rocks, and the argument seemed to include everything from Elena, her scars, their wedding day to her inability to get along with her father. It was a furious, heated argument, though Faith seemed unsettled by it, she didn't cry for long.

The last thing Jade registered before she slammed the door in his face was Luke shouting at her 'you take two steps forward with your Dad and then a hundred back- do you just hate the idea of anyone ever being close to you? Is that the problem- we get married and suddenly you want to push me as far away as possible? Is that it?'.

Mia had been on the phone to someone out on the patio for nearly half an hour when she came back in to where her parents, Elliot, Christian, and Ana were in the Grey house, drinking wine and coffee. Mia was biting the inside of her cheek, looking sad 'uh...Jade's moved out of her apartment...Luke and Jade have separated'.

Jade had insisted on being the one who moved out, despite Luke's repeated attempts to make her stay and let him be the one to leave. She couldn't stay there, not in the home they had started together to get away from her old life. She had left the previous apartment to start a new life together, but now found herself back in it, alone and with a crying baby.

Jade and Luke were living separate lives for a few days, only meeting for Luke to spend time with his daughter. Jade had filled her old apartment with the baby items necessary to raise Faith within a few hours of moving back in; she was internally very glad of how much money her art had earned her, not having the financial worries of most single mothers.

Of course she wasn't exactly a single mother, Luke loved Faith totally and unconditionally and was spending as much time as he could with her.

Christian had attempted conversation with Luke but his bodyguard and son in law had completely shut down or barely responded when asked about anything to do with Jade.

After a few days without any contact from Jade, Christian decided to go over and visit his daughter. He had thought Jade had sold the old apartment but it turned out she was still renting it, using it as storage for canvases, finished paintings and equipment.

Jade looked like an empty shell walking around the apartment, moving mechanically and slowly. Christian watched her warily 'Jade...what happened?' she didn't stop, folding baby clothes as she moved around. 'things came between us, things we couldn't fix as easily as I'd hoped'. He frowned 'like what?'.

Jade looked at him, anger and sadness in her eyes 'things like you'.

Christian blinked in surprise 'why did you argue about me? I don't understand?'. Jade continued to fold her washing, vacantly looking at her hands 'because Luke thinks I should 'try more' with you, and I think it's none of his business'.

'Jade, he still works for me, he just wants to make sure he's not caught in the middle of anything'. She exhaled deeply, looking bored 'you don't get it do you... Everytime we argue it just comes back to you somehow, no matter how old I get, you can't stay out of my life can you?'.

Christian paled in surprise 'what do you mean?' Jade finally stopped her folding 'my marriage has been falling apart around me and you're more bothered about who sees a portrait of me- you're so worried about how people perceive our family you haven't even noticed how bad things have got, have you?'.

Christian looked completely lost for words and Jade sighed, looking sad

'I told you a long time ago that Luke was the only thing keeping me in Seattle, and now I've lost him, I'm seriously considering why I should even stay here at all'.

Christian opened his mouth to say something but Jade shook her head 'don't even try, I want you to leave. Now'.

Well that was hard to write, I know a lot of people are going to hate that but it needs to be done by chapter 50.

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