Wayward Wife and the Way of LRT Pt. 2

[Defacto]

Welp, it looks like ol' Defacto is about to get served D papers.

The night started out great. I help W get the kids out of the car. W hugged and said I smelled good. I already had a table reserved at the restaurant. However, as we were walking up to the restaurant, I knew something would be up because W had her planner and a folder in her hand. But, I ignored it for the time being. I asked W how her day went. We talked about the kids. We talked about the holiday. We laughed and were having a great time. I was smiling a lot, making eye contact, etc.

At one point in the conversation, W says something like, "Well, we know where this is headed."
I replied, "What do you mean?"
W then said that she wanted to talk about a parenting plan.
I said ok but with reservation. W started talking about holidays and how it was good to get it all sorted out now so both of our future new families can adapt, etc.
I stopped W and asked, "How is it so easy for you to talk about the end of us?"
W said that she had to be because we were in a public place.
In response, I said that I was having a great time tonight and I thought it best to talk about this some other time.
W agreed with me.

We continued with our dinner, I continued to remain upbeat/positive, and soon it was time to go. I offered to split the bill but W insisted on treating. I helped load the kids in W's car and walked over to W's side of the car to give D4 a kiss.

W then stood next to me and asked me when would be a good time for me to be served. W said that she didn't want to do it while I was at work or with the kids. I repeated again that this was devastating. W hugged me.

I asked W what the rush was? I asked W why we couldn't slow everything down over the summer for the sake of the kids? W responded that things have only gotten worse and uglier as time has passed. W stated that this is what she has wanted since December. I reminded W that feelings can change. W then told me that my reputation was still intact but that her's has been "dragged through the mud." W stated that she would have to start over, make new friends, and that all areas of her life were impacted, including her job. At this point, I didn't want to beg or plead so I just listened to W and looked into her eyes and so I understood.

The conversation winded down and I gave the kids another kiss.
W hugged me again and kissed me on the cheek. I thanked her for dinner and said I had a great time. I smiled and waved goodbye.

A few minutes ago, W texts me "Thanks for meeting for dinner. I really enjoyed it."