Sixty-one

“You may have noticed that the relationship between Travis and I, is complicated. The thing is, when I conceived Tristan, I was on the verge of walking away from my marriage. He wanted a son but I only managed to give him two girls and he became frustrated. Our marriage was falling apart.”

She gave a deep sigh.

“I married Travis when I was very young. I was twenty-one. It was an arranged marriage, so I didn’t have any say.”

“You married at twenty-one?” Angela asked in disbelief and Marie nodded.

Then, she chuckled and continued “I know, it’s strange to get married at that age, but like I said, I didn’t have a say in it. Neither did Travis and because neither of us got to know each other properly before we got married, we had a hard time getting along. He didn’t love me and I didn’t love him too. We constantly argued. I even considered divorcing him six months after we were married, but part of the contract of our marriage was that divorce was not an option, at least till after ten ye