Marco's POV
March. The second week of it, and my life feels like it's in freefall. Nothing is going right, and I’m not sure where I went wrong—or maybe I do, but it feels like every single thing is unraveling around me.
The separation papers? Still not signed.
It’s not working in my favor. Sade is still gone—still hasn’t come home.
My mother? Still pissed.
My grandmother? Still upset.
I’m getting a divorce from my wife—the one I thought I’d be with forever—after less than ten years. How the hell did this happen? I can’t even answer that.
I haven’t spoken to Isla, haven’t spoken to Shane, haven’t apologized to anyone. Hell, I haven’t even fixed things with Sade. My marriage is falling apart, but I haven’t done anything to stop it.
The weight of everything sits heavy on me. I feel l
