Look at this view, impressive, huh? Ever seen anything like this when we were together?
Yeah… briefly. But not often.
Briefly? Why's that? Were you too busy taking care of our kids or something?
No… I was working overtime.
Working overtime? And what was so important that you had to work those late hours?
Debts? Oh, I see. So you sacrificed sleep and personal time to pay off the bills I left behind?
The bills you left behind?
Yes, the ones I accumulated before we got married. Did you really think they would just disappear?
I thought… we had a plan to pay them off.
A plan? And how well did that work out, huh?
It was working… until your business went under.
My business going under? That's when everything fell apart, isn't it?
Yes… and I had to find a way to support us.
Support us? And that's when you started working overtime, taking on multiple jobs, sacrificing our family life?
Yeah, but did it really have to come at the cost of our children's happiness?
They were suffering too… but I wanted to give them a better future.
A better future? By sacrificing their present? How selfish can you be?
My words? You think I didn't notice the strain it put on our relationship?
It strained us… because we were stretched too thin.
You think I don't remember the nights I came home to an empty house because you were working late?
Those nights… made me realize we needed help.
Help? And what kind of help were you expecting?
Support? How much support do you think I provided?
Not enough… according to you.
According to me? Maybe that's because I was struggling too!
Alone? Not entirely alone. Remember Beth?
Beth? Your affair partner?
Affair partner? You think Beth was just a fling?
I saw her around… with my own eyes.
Saw her around? And what did you do? Confront her? Confront me?
I confronted you… and she lied.
Lied? And you believed her?
I wanted to believe otherwise.
And now look where that got us. Trust shattered, relationship ruined.
There’s still a chance to fix it.
Fix it? How? After all the damage?
Honest? Like admitting my struggles?
Fine, let's start. I was overwhelmed... buried under the pressure of maintaining the facade of a perfect life.