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wanting to know if they could speak with both of us. They came to

the room and wanted to know if there was anything they could do to
help save our marriage, and they wanted to hear both of our issues. I

just lost it and began telling all my feelings regarding Ms. Moore and
the drinking. And, of course, “Mr. Perfect Husband” was sticking to

his story about Ms. Moore being just a customer; he still needed to

keep his image. I started screaming for him to admit that she was more
than a customer and, that if she was his friend, he should just say she's

a friend. Crazy then started referring to her as a customer/friend,
which angered me even more. He never validated anything I was

saying, trying to make me look like I was the crazy one.

I guess Walter and Darlene realized there was no hope. They left

and we went to Leroy's mother to say our goodbyes. I know I looked
like I had been in a knock-down-drag-out fight because my eyes were

so swollen from crying the entire weekend.

During the ride back, we probably said three words, if that. When

we arrived home, the renters had sent their notification to leave. I told
Leroy I was going to move back to my condo.

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