Tina Davis, 57
Standing in my living room, I watched my husband Ronnie’s face drop as I spoke.
‘I want a divorce,’ I said again.
It was February 2018, we’d been separated for ages.
Sure, once, we’d been happy.
Friends as teens, we’d lost touch then bumped into each other in the gym years later.
Divorced, with two sons, Mark, then 17, and Mason, 14, romance hadn’t been on my agenda.
But we fell in love.
After marrying in November 2007, everything was perfect.
Until it wasn’t.
After we began arguing over everything, we’d decided to have a trial separation and Ronnie had moved out.
That was 18 months ago.
I’d enjoyed seeing friends more, spending time with Mark, then 28 and Mason, 24, and their families.
There’d been no…
