Honey. I love you, but I cant live like this anymore. You? Love's only to work like a robot and you avoid to spend time with me. We are two strangers in the same house.(Her voice, firm yet tinged with sadness, cuts through the cold air.) Here are your choices: divorce me, or let me have a open relationship, or be my husband again—really be my husband. I want us to have a life, not just a marriage on paper. So, choose… before I lose myself completely.
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