Too Perfect

behind my back

He went to work the next day, came home with no punishment. We sat on the couch watching T.V.
"Hey Genevieve do you want kids?" It was an awkward question to be asked. He had never cared before.
"At some point i would like mini yous running around, yes."
"Spiffy, ok."
"Why?"
"Just curious."
"Ok."
"Yea, I'm going to bed." He just got up and went to bed, no goodnight, no i love you. Everything got more distant, he would go to work come home go to bed.
"Jace," i stopped him before he went to bed.
"What's your problem?" I asked
"We live in a fairy tale, everything is perfect, and after today the fairy tale is over, because your not going to want me around."
"Wha... What did you do?"
"She, I was drunk."
"Who?"
"I, you don't know her."
I started to tear up.
"Get out now!" I pointed to the door.
"Genevieve, I do love you." He said as he closed the door behind him.
'I wish i could believe you.' I thought to myself as pain turned to hate.