Seven Years Together, I'm the Fool
"Right. Seven years… I lived off stale bread with you. I was there when the debt collectors came banging on our door. I thought we were toughing it out together, but the whole time I was just grinding myself down alone."
Audrey shook her head frantically, terror flooding her eyes, looking completely wrecked. "That's not true. I only ever loved you. Micah was nothing, I swear, it was all an act!"
"An act?" I echoed it back, flat and quiet. "Handing him the deal that was mine was an act? Sitting with him while he got his wisdom teeth pulled, leaving me to sign my own palliative care papers alone—was that also an act?"
I turned my head back toward the window, where the sun was sinking red into