Persona non grata

Sophia

Two weeks passed, and nothing in my newly established routine changed.

I’d get up in the morning and have breakfast with Kieran, during which we would usually stay quiet. He would drive us to work, where he would give me some silly task that would take most of my day. Lunches with Clara became a regular thing, and I enjoyed spending time with her. Even though she was almost double my age, I felt comfortable around her. She was easy to talk to, so much that I had to be careful not to say something I wasn’t supposed to.

Which wasn’t the case with Kieran. Although we lived and worked together, and he expressed no more aggression towards me, nor did I ever notice any disgust or anything like that in his eyes, our relationship was never worse. I wasn’t sure what I was hoping for or what I expected, but as time passed, it was getting harder and harder for me to live like that.

I did my best to adapt, I swear. Coexisting with the man I was married to worked in the beginning. But no