"I've seen the signs," I replied. "The texts, the phone calls, the way you've been acting. You've been using our home to destroy Mike's trust. That's not okay."
I still think about that night sometimes—the steam, the smell of her fancy shampoo, the way her face crumpled when I said the thing about her just wanting to take something that was mine. I don’t feel proud of it, exactly. But I don’t feel ashamed either. cornering my homewrecking roomie in the shower
But here’s the thing about roommates who seem perfect—sometimes they’re just really good at hiding the monster underneath. "I've seen the signs," I replied