“Our” slowly dissolved into “mine.” Suddenly, everything was his. His house, his money, and his rules. And somewhere along the way, I stopped being his partner and became an invisible employee in my own life.
Every morning, like clockwork, I found a list taped to the fridge.
“Roast lamb. Extra crispy roast potatoes.”
It was always written in bullet points, never questions. Just instructions and expectations that Aidan demanded be fulfilled.
It was like I was a member of staff in his house. And slowly, painfully, that’s what I felt like. Like I was hired help without the paycheck or the thanks.
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