His Roommate Poisoned His Mind Just To Steal Me Away
Language: en
I flew to Metropolis for Owen’s birthday. I wanted to surprise him. Pushing the apartment door open, I stepped into a noisy, chaotic, takeout-fueled party. The awkward silence that followed my arrival was deafening. Everyone left shortly after, the good cheer evaporated. We started fighting. He accused me of making a scene in front of his friends, of deliberately embarrassing him. I was defensive, trying to explain the sheer exhaustion of flying back and forth every other weekend. He cut me off, cold and impatient: “You didn’t have to come. No one forced you to make it so hard on…