“I was ready to leave him,” I said, my face hot with shame. “That was my plan, all night. But—” I didn’t finish. A noisy mess of hooks clashed in my head: turn on the bright lights and bring it on home to me and our house, with two cats in the yard.
For I cannot stand her like make your choice and live with it then but to decide over OUR HOUSE that he's not worth it now is insane
