Jane stepped out Audrey's front door, she stepped off the curb and onto the side walk. She could've taken the other way and headed towards the train station, and taken the next train back home
But she didn't want to,
Not now
The thought of facing Jim was like a stone in Jane's stomach, a lump in her throat. She could already see the coldness in his eyes, the look of disappointment and anger.
She wasn't prepared for it or perhaps she's had enough...
The though of divorce had been slowly growing in the back of her mind. Like a seedling pushing through the dirt. But now, with the weight of her husband's insanity and the pressure from the media's scrutiny pressing down on her, she seedling had taken root and started to grow fast.
The media has been relentless, hounding every area of th
