Kross was silent. A minute passed. Then two. 

I sighed, rubbing my face. “Don't judge me, man.”

“Who says I'm judging?”

“That silence can only be described as you judging.”

“I wasn't judging. I was just shocked. What happened to coming back after five years?”

“Hey, who says I'm not coming back?”

I could almost see him raising his eyebrow as he said, “You think you could divorce her and leave if your feelings for her grow deep?”

“Who ...