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XAVIER, LEVIN & AVERY

XAVIER

Five days.

That’s how long it had been since Sam kicked me the fuck out.

Five days since Heather and Avery decided to implode my whole fucking life and marriage because everybody couldn’t just play they role and be happy.

Now nobody wanted to answer my fucking calls.

Sam only communicated with me about the kids.

That was it.

Nothing else.

If I called about anything besides them, she wouldn’t answer.

If I texted anything besides them, she’d leave my shit on read.

And I still hadn’t been allowed back in the house.

That part was really starting to piss me off.

Not because I thought Sam wasn’t mad.

She had every right to be mad.

I fucked up.

I knew that.

But kicking me out my fucking house like nine years disappeared overnight?

That was dramatic.

Especially when neither Avery nor Heather was innocent in this shit.

Everybody wanted to act like I walked around putting guns to heads.

Heather knew I was married from day one.

Avery knew I was married from day one.

Both of them knew Samantha.

Both of them still fucked me.

But somehow I was the only motherfucker everybody wanted to crucify.

Make it make sense.

Heather wouldn’t speak to me unless it was about Collin.

And now that she had that child-support shit going, every conversation sounded like a fucking business transaction.