We left things on a sour note that day.Over the next two days, I cleared out the things I didn't need anymore, a little at a time.Charles and I were under the same roof, but for once, I wasn't clinging to him the way I used to.He didn't notice how busy I was. If anything, he liked me better this way."This is nice, actually. Quiet. I can finally get some rest."The message was clear. Before this, I'd been disturbing his rest.He took his time pulling a sandwich out of the fridge, frowning at it."Are you going to cook or not? I'm hungry."I tossed a sausage to him without looking up."I'm on my period and I don't feel like cooking. Figure it out."He opened his mouth, then thought better of it. As he turned away, he muttered, "What's with her lately? This isn't cute at all."I laughed bitterly to myself. Once, even with a 104-degree fever, I'd dragged myself around the kitchen to make him a full dinner just so we could eat together.He never cared. He took everything I did for grant
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