* Over the next few days, I didn't talk to Alex and once again the teens had gone home. (I had no reason why I couldn't tell Alex about me wanting a divorce, but right now I didn't even want to see him) Without any other kids the house was quiet and depressing and the kids seemed sad. (Or at least they did to me) I still cooked for Alex, but I kept myself busy with work and the kids and we pretty much continued ignoring each other. Xane gave him his food whenever I made his plate and I slept on the couch. I know we have an extra room but his mom always used it, so it would be weird. (I also have the apartment, but I don't have the mind to move right now) I didn't know what to tell Xane and he didn't ask me any questions. He would only hug me and kiss one of my cheeks out of no where,

