Randomly dedicated to BieberandBangtan

Three weeks later

Jeremy's P.O.V

"Today's session was quite successful Jeremy. You really opened up about your early years of the abuse. Now, I'd like to see your wife with you next week. Marriage counseling is better with both spouses present. I'd like to have her express herself openly,"

She doesn't want to see me," I thought to myself sadly, there's no way she'll come.

"Of course Mrs. Paul. I'll talk to her," I replied with a forced smile. Mrs. Paul didn't seem to notice. Too busy jotting down notes in her notebook.

Today was my first session of many. I should have done this a long time ago. At least I'm trying to make things right.
I'd tried calling Grace over the last three weeks, but her phone just rings out. Of course she'll see my number and ignore it. I would have done the same thing. I didn't want to push things by going to Nora's house and asking to see her. Grace needed her space. She asked for a break which meant she wasn't planning on calling things quites.
That still didn't stop my imagination from running wild with thoughts of courtrooms, lawyers and divorce papers.

"Please read the pamphlets I gave you on anger management and resolving conflict in the home. I'd like to go a bit deeper into your marriage life in the next session so you can prepare yourself for that. Thank you for coming Jeremy. I'll see you next week Thursday," Mrs. Paul said as she stood up from her chair with an outstretched hand. I followed suit, shaking her hand before biding farewell. As I made my way out of her office I couldn't help, but notice how talking about my childhood made me uncomfortable and tense. I hated to talk about my father. I wasn't too thrilled that I would have to talk about my marriage with Grace. I didn't want to have to relive every curse, slap and snap I had dealt to her. I knew she wouldn't like that either.
I had to find a way to reach her. She needed to know that I was making an effort. I was trying to win her back.

I was now standing in the parking lot. I needed to make a stop at Walmart for some groceries. Grace usually cooked our meals which I occasionally helped with. Even with her absence, I made it my duty to ensure that I feed myself properly. I knew that she would be proud to know that I was sticking to the "healthy foods routine" she'd started some months aback.

You think of her so much Jeremy just go to her.

I shook my head trying to dislodged the thought. Deep down I knew that I did not deserve Grace's goodness. Deep down I feared that marriage counseling wasn't going to save us. In my heart I knew that I was probably too late to the change of heart game, but I still held on to hope like a madman. Hope flickered in me like a candle in a light breeze. Even if I never manage to save my relationship with my wife, I was determine to change my ways. They say it's better late than never. I really pray they're right. I'll do it for Grace and Levi even if it won't be easy. They deserve so much.

Getting into my car, I started the engine and backed out into the street. The radio was blasting Michael Jackson's Thriller and I bobbed my head lightly as I drove.
Walmart was only ten minutes away from Mrs. Paul's office. I cruised down the highway, enjoying the feeling of the wind rolling over my skin. It felt so cool that I contemplated heading to the beach after my shopping.

I pulled up in the parking lot area. Grabbing my wallet from the glove compartment, I strolled towards the entrance, making a mental list of all the items I had to get. My eyes scanned the faces of people going in and out of the supermarket. Immediately, I stopped dead in my tracks. Standing in a yellow off the shoulder dress was my wife. She was holding Levi who seemed to be fast asleep. There was a smile plastered on her face as she stared in my direction. My chest swelled with delight.

Was she so happy to see me?

Before I could decide to head over to where she was, a guy in a stripped shirt approached her. I watched as her smile deepened like she knew him well. It dawned on me then that even though her smile had been directed in my general direction, it had not been for me. This dude was the real recipient. She must have not recognized me or maybe she was just outright ignoring me. I didn't know. I stared at them as they talked, wishing that I could hear what they were saying. I could feel the jealousy rising within me and I fought hard to control my thoughts.

Was she seeing him?
Would she do that?
I did it to her....

I settled my thoughts on that note and made my way back to my car.

Walmart would not be seeing me today.

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