My Boyfriend of 9 Years Said, ‘You’re Not My Wife, so Stop Expecting Me to Act Like Your Husband’ – The Next Day, He Stood Frozen in the Doorway

I gripped the counter until my hands steadied.

The bedroom door opened.

Scott shuffled into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. “Did you make coffee?”

“There’s enough for a cup in the pot,” I said.

He poured it without noticing the folders on the table. “I’m meeting the band for most of the day. Don’t wait on me.”

He kissed the top of my head like nothing had continue reading …