She stared at him. The butterflies were dead inside. Her heart did not beat for him, instead it pumped for her actions to end it all.

Before she could stare at him and feel like an exited teenage girl with a heavy crush. The only heavy thing was the air. It weighed on her, not because she didn’t want to leave him. She’s been wanting to leave him for three months now. Quinn knew the plans she had with him. Before, when they were just new. So new, they were oblivious to the real struggles of life. They never had in mind of what would happen in the future. Just of what they wanted in the future. Three kids. A suburban home. A mini van. Stay at home mom. Working husband. It was never what Quinn wanted. She just only agreed in order to favor to him. To keep him longer. Now she wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. To be continued, idk.