He Left On My Birthday—And Faced The Consequences At His Mother’s Funeral

something.”

“You didn’t.”

“I know.” Her voice cracked. “I’m not saying what you did today was right, but I get it.”

The kitchen door slammed open. Jerome stepped in, face flushed, jaw clenched.

In the kitchen, Jerome confronted me.

“Are you cheating on me?”

“We’ve been seeing each other since my birthday. Does that answer your question?”

“That was because continue reading …