Newt

They divorced four years ago. He worked too much, and she felt lonely. When he missed her first concert and then forgot her birthday, Leah put an end to it.

Maisie, their daughter, was the only thing that connected them.

"May wants us to come to the matinee together."
"I know"
"Why didn't you say so?"
"But you don't have time."

He sighed. He knew it was coming.

"Leah, don't start."
"I don't think you can last an hour with me."
"Did you decide for me?"
"Yes".

"Do you want to go to the movies?" he sent.
"Wow! Did you hit your head?" she replied sarcastically.

"May says you promised."
"I promised, what does this have to do with you?"
"She wants us to be together."
"Go yourself, I can't."
"Why?"
"A colleague invited me to a cafe."

Newt stared at the screen, a feeling of emptiness growing in his chest.

"May is with me today."
"Is everything okay?"
"And how is your colleague?"
"What are you talking about?.."
"About nothing."

She always knew when he was jealous.

"Newt, you're weird..."
"I'm normal"
"Are you jealous?"
"Me? Not a drop."

She knew he was lying. Newt wasn't a good liar—his short answers gave him away.

"Maybe you'll tell me?"
"I already said."

"If you're so jealous, you could have invited me yourself."
"Would you agree?"

"Did you ask?"
"You would refuse."
"Sure?"
"More than."

He was right - four years ago she would have refused. She was afraid.

"Did you decide everything for me?"
"Just like you do for me)"