Always Second To His Female Best Friend
Language: en
The first time I came home after we remarried and received another one of Xander’s “sister-friend’s” jokes… I didn't lose my mind. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. Instead, I followed her instructions. I placed a packet of condoms on the nightstand beside my and Alexander’s bed. I arranged a heart on the silk sheets with rose petals. And then, with the thoughtfulness of a concierge, I vacated the apartment for the two of them. When I walked through the door the next morning, I brushed past his sobbing “sister-friend” in the hallway. And then I was hit by the full, icy force of…