April had put out the chicken and pasta for Chris to eat, they tried not to waste food since the money wasn't really rolling in. She watched as he came in, rolled into the kitchen, and heated his plate. She was literally right there on the stairs, and he didn't even notice her! She sighed as she saw him get ready to do his usual ritual- watch a game he bet on. "So how was your- da-" Before she could even finish her sentence, he was on the couch with the remote in his hand. It was like she was invisible to him. She went into the kitchen and got her plate and sat alone in the kitchen. There had to me more to life than this. April loved him, but she was hanging on by a thread, and that was very close to breaking too. If only Chris knew how much April was in despair, maybe then he'd change his ways, then again maybe not.