When Enough is Enough
Just as I was about to leave with my bags that day, Wayne came home.
The moment he saw me, his face flushed with anger. "Georgina, haven't you had enough of this?"
I met his gaze and said, "Perfect timing. Here are the keys. We're done."
Suddenly, he let out a mocking chuckle. "Oh, playing hard to get, huh? So, how long is it this time? Three days? Five? Georgina, you've pulled this trick so many times, it's getting old. Maybe try something new."