Lucien watched his wife close the office door behind her. She had wanted to talk here. Aurora was now fast asleep and the staff had left. The house was quiet and they had the privacy they needed to have this talk.
He opened his mouth to say something but Star was right there.
"I got a Lawyer," she said as she shoved a manilla folder at him. He did not want to take it but he did. The dread built up in him as he opened the thing and drew out a stapled stack of papers.
He put the folder on his desk and looked at his wife. She was serious. She had gone to a lawyer. He wanted to ask why but he knew why. He knew part of why. He was not good enough for her. She had given enough and could not give anymore. She was unhappy. He had made her unhappy. So unhappy that her rock-solid undying love had wilted and could not hold her to him anymore.
"Why did you not wait for us to talk?" he asked her.
