~{LAUREN'S POV}~
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Once upon a time Deborah hid under my bed like an adorable little child and I could vividly recall how I trapped her on my bed but she didn't look scared.
I also recalled how she stabbed me on my shoulder so we can be even.
The things we did made me miss her a lot and begin to rethink things, especially when she said,
'I want to leave this marriage. I want to get divorced.'
She said she would make me sign those divorce papers and I did.
At that thought, I smiled bitterly because it was beginning to dawn on me how much of an entertainer she was. Always looking for ways to spice up the mood between us and I overlooked it.
Sighing heavily, I left my room and stepped out just to be thrown into a whirlwind of memories.
How she came running to my room or leaving.
I walked all the way to her room and on getting there, I entered and found it looking lifeless.
Her things were moved out, leaving just the bed, furnitures and others.
