In the dream, Adam asked for a divorce. Actually, he didn't so much ask as demand. It was one of those dreams that just picks back up after you've awoken, sweaty and scared, to a breath of relief.
For the record, this has never happened. When I've gotten pissed at him, I've used the d-word. I haven't done it for a long time.
Oh, and he'd already started dating someone else. What the?
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