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

his hands for a dream you keep funding.”

I lowered my laptop halfway.

Chelsea looked around the apartment, her eyes stopping on Scott’s guitar stand in the corner where my reading chair used to be.

“You bought most of this, didn’t you?” she asked.

I picked at my sleeve. “Most of it.”

Chelsea gave me a tired look. “Ari.”

I hated when she said my name like continue reading …