Chapter 54

I walk out of the bedroom before he’s finished, but he’s hot on my heels as I get to the kitchen at speed, stopping to stare at me when I tug out an array of random foods from the refrigerator to make myself a sandwich. Grabbing what I fancy.

“Okay, look… I get that you worry, and tonight I clearly shouldn’t have gone out. It doesn’t mean anything. People get sick, and maybe my ass is bigger from staying here as I don’t go to the gym with you anymore, and I like sweet things. I mean, Janetta makes me a chocolate dessert almost every night and the fact that I’m more emotional. You said it yourself. Living here has strained things, and I have not been as happy, so maybe. More emotional in general, but that’s not an issue when we go home. You overthink. It’s what you do. And you find all possible worst-case scenarios in every little thing and torture yourself to death. It’s practically your MO. So, while I disagree with you, I am not surprised that you came up with this dumb-ass