“I STOPPED SLEEPING IN THE PENTHOUSE. I TRIED, Everything reminded me of her—the dresses in the closet, the white lilies lining the hall, the lingering floral scent of her shampoo in our bed.
Instead, I took up residence in my office, where I already had a sleeping area set up for the all-nighters I occasionally had to pull.”
THE IRONY, finally getting a taste of your own medicine
— Oct 24, 2023 05:31AM
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