I noticed that Steve had been leaving for several days. He never ate here anymore, so I always ended up eating alone. I didn't know where he went, but he always came home drunk. Not too drunk, though—he could still manage to drive himself back. Every time he was drunk, I often screamed at him, but in the end, I ignored it all, even though it hurt me deeply. I forced myself to understand.And now, here I am, waiting for him to come home again. No matter how many times he kicks me out, I don't care. I don't know when it began, but... my crush on him grew into something heavier, something more painful. I woke up one day realizing I wanted to take care of him, that I wanted him to accept me too. I wanted to keep Nicole's request—that I shouldn't get tired of Steve. Because I wanted to believe, even just a little, that one day he would learn to love me back.The sound of the door startled me, and I immediately stood to open it. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if one day the door broke do
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