Standing there in the room where the crowd had almost cleared up after an event.
She recounted the troubles of trying to work through their differences, efforts. What he said, what she said, what he did, what she did, what he didn't do...
At first, she was still smiling, words laced with anger, sarcasms abound.
She said that with such confidence you almost believed her.
"So what's the plan then, with the kids?"
The smile faded. Her brows furrowed. She took a deep breath, looked away.
"He wants to fight for custody"
She said as her eyes started to well up.
"This would be my worst nightmare."