If You Can Do Better, Prove It
When we were in no position to handle a financial crisis, he pressured me to have children.
And now? Damion's consciousness had entered my body and taken over as version Subject Three of me, Subject Three.
At first, Subject Three boasted loudly, as men like him often do. If he were me, he claimed, he'd be the perfect wife. He'd always stay attractive enough to keep his husband enthralled, always be a warm harbor for him to return to. Hot meals, a spotless home, perfect relationships with the in-laws—he'd manage it all effortlessly.
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