Vacate the apartment; I’m your husband’s new wife, and I’ll be living here!” some woman announced to me from the doorstep, smirking
— Oh, you’re still here? I thought you’d already moved out, — the woman at the door flicked a light strand of hair over her shoulder and gave me an assessing look, as though I were a piece of furniture that needed to be moved. — Free up the apartment, I’m the new wife of … Read more