Maybe that's the problem — things are fine. But it isn't exciting or even interesting any more. Our love-making is performed mostly out of habit. If he leaves the dishes expectantly in the sink, it makes me furious. Even the way he moves in bed makes me want to stab myself in the eye with a fork.
She reveals that he ended up failing the exam, which really sucks! I guess they do need someone to open the front door for them. Hey, I'd be horrified if I learned my kid had been cheating on their boyfriend or girlfriend. I just wonder if this case of assault caused the police to get involved or not!