VIVIAN’S POV
The cold look on my husband’s face is very discouraging but I’m hoping the delicious meal I prepared will get him to cheer up. I have no idea what he is unhappy about, the fact that I popped up unannounced at his work place or Turner told him he gave me his old phone or perhaps it has nothing to do with me. “You are right in time for dinner, darling,” I ignore his sullen face and go on to give him a hug but he responds by taking a step backwards, “I’m not hungry,” he mutters. I gaze at him with widened eyes, after all the trouble I went through preparing this dinner especially for him, how can he say he is not hungry. “
David…since when do you turn down dinner…what’s going on with you?” I ask. “What’s going on with you?” He hisses at me. I glance back at the kids to check if
