He Let Her Cross Every Line, So I Crossed Him Out of My Life

The night I found some other woman in my pajamas, sleeping in my bed, I just stopped coming home.

I stopped replying, stopped taking his calls, and moved in with my bestie instead.

When I finally came back on the fourth day,

Jason was standing in the living room, his face dark.

“Where have you been?”

The bedroom door opened behind him.

Chloe walked out slowly, rubbing her shoulder.

“Emma, I wasn’t feeling well. Jason insisted I stay.”

Jason didn’t look back at her. He looked at me.

“Can you stop being so oversensitive?”