"However, the next day, he showed up at my door right on time, as if nothing had happened. Still occupying my bed, my sofa, everything in my house. As time went on, he treated me better and better, so good that even when I picked fights occasionally, he tolerated it. Anything related to me, he managed it all meticulously, and I grew more and more accustomed to having someone like him at home..."
Enna Clark watched her vacant eyes, knowing she just hadn't confided in anyone for too long. So she didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.
"Until a slap woke me up, and I made up my mind to break up."
