EVANGELINE
By the time he was done with his rant, he seemed so proud of himself, as if coming to cook for me was going to make everything better, as if it would erase the years of embarrassment.
“No!” I said sharply.
He stepped back as if I’d slapped him. “Excuse me? Did you just-”
“Yes, I said no. Do you want me to say it again?” I snapped. “I don’t want you in my home and I don’t want you near my life. I am done tolerating all of your bullshit. You have made it clear time and time again that you don’t give a f**k about me or this mating.”
He sighed deeply. “You’re being dramatic-”
Oh, I’d show him dramatic.
“I want an open marriage.” I declared and he went deathly silent. “You are having your fun with Margaret. It is only right that I get to go out and explore too. Goddess knows y
