Freya

I got back from work a few nights ago and Dennis had indeed moved out of the room. No apology, no remorse… nothing. He moved everything out.

The moment I entered the room, I just knew something was different. I went into the closet and it became clear. He had moved out. Not even a single piece of his clothing was left behind.

Ever since we moved into the penthouse, we’ve slept in the same room every night. Even on movie nights when we sleep off in the living room while watching ...