Chapter 1 Not the movie 'Get Out'

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'Get out.' I shouted

'Come on, give me another chance.' my husband said

'No. you cheated on me less than a month after our son dies.'

'Think about what our son would have wanted.' he said that as he points to the urn.

'Get out.'

He takes his bags and slams the door shut.

I lay down on the floor. I can't believe this is happening. Less than a month ago, my son and only child passed away in a tragic car accident. Getting the call that he died was the worst day of my life. The funeral was 5 days ago.

Yesterday, my husband left for work but he left his phone behind. And on his phone I saw text messages from 'mandra.' the texts said that she had fun last night and she had more tricks for tonight. He told me was working late last night and tonight. Today I confronted him.

And that's what led me to where I am now. Losing my only child, losing my husband, and losing my trust in people. And now i'm laying down on a hardwood floor. Depressed, confused, and lost. I don't know how to start over again. Things would be easier if I was someone else.

All of a sudden, I hear loud knocking

'Jenny are you there.'

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