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was a strange response, but we had talked about everything from running off to Vegas to even having more kids
     together. Maybe he was just shocked. Cam called moments later. I was hesitant to answer at first, but then I was like, “Hello?”
    “Yasmin, I can’t believe that you couldn’t say all that bullshit to my face. You and I both know I realized that we weren’t
     compatible a long time ago, but I was willing to work on it for the sake of Caron. So I’m going to ask you this one last time,
     is that really what you want?”
    Didn’t I tell you I was done? The more he questioned my feelings and the more he appeared to be fighting for our marriage, the more respect I lost. “Cam,
     I’m sure about this. I’m not happy anymore.”
    He chuckled. “And neither am I but I’m not selfish either. I know what my son deserves, but obviously you think about Yasmin
     before you think about Caron.” He paused. “Have you been taking your meds?”
    That angered me. I yelled, “That has nothing to do with me and you.”
    “Yas, calm down. So how soon do you want the separation to happen? You can stay in the house. I have a property that is vacant.
     I just showed it to potential tenants today. I can move in there until we work this out.”
    “I don’t want the house. It’s your house.”
    “Don’t act crazy, Yasmin, that’s Caron’s house. He deserves to stay there.”
    I had plans to move in with my man and I didn’t know if he’d want to live in Cam’s house or if Cam wanted him living there.
     I said, “We can talk when I get off.”
    He asked one last time before we hung up if it was really what I wanted. I confirmed. I came home to a moving truck in my
     driveway that evening. Cam had spent the evening explaining to then-five-year-old Caron that Mommy and Daddy weren’t going
     to be living together anymore. I was livid. No doubt I wanted it to be over, but he was moving out and my son was crying hysterically.
     It was too much for me to take. I started yelling and swinging on him. “Where are you going? Why are you leaving tonight?
     Why are you grandstanding? I told you we’d talk when I got home.”
    Caron cried louder. “Mommy, don’t hit Daddy.”
    He was trying to make me look bad so I tried to reverse it. “You’re just going to leave me and Caron so you can go do what
     you want, huh? Is that what you want to do?”
    He just shook his head like he couldn’t believe me. It was as if he was trying to belittle me and that enraged me. “You must
     have another woman,” I shouted.
    He laughed. “You one crazy-ass girl.”
    “I’m far from crazy.”
    “Yeah, I got another woman and yeah, I’m leaving tonight. I will pick Caron up tomorrow like I do normally and drop him off
     at the salon when you get off.”
    I started to scrape up his car, but instead I ushered Caron into the house. Cam hadn’t taken much furniture, just two flat-screen
     TVs, his clothes, and the bedroom set we had in the guest room. My pressure was pumping and Caron was acting like a real brat.
     I sat on the couch and took deep breaths, trying to calm my nerves. I couldn’t believe Cam had tried to play me like that.
     I was so irritated.
    I turned on the TV and Caron climbed onto my lap. “Mommy, why did Daddy leave us?” he asked.
    “Daddy’s not nice.”
    “Are you sad?”
    I said, “Yes, but we’re going to be OK.”
    “Why doesn’t Daddy love us anymore?”
    “I don’t know, baby.”
    After I put Caron to bed, I texted Overnight Express and told him that Cam had left. He responded, WHEN CAN I SEE U?
    I let him come to my house that night. After I changed my sheets, he rocked my world in the bed I had shared with Cameron.
     He was so perfect inside me. I knew I had done the right thing. After we made love I lay there, staring at the ceiling in
     complete disbelief. Cam was gone and I had never been so happy. I was satisfied, single, and deeply in love with the man lying
     beside me. Caron’s loud