My mother-in-law ordered me to leave my own apartment claiming my son could stay as if she had any right to make that decision
Marina stood in front of the mirror, tugging at her hair until it looked somewhat presentable. She wasn’t trying to look glamorous—just decent. People at work had often joked that she’d given up on herself. That wasn’t true. It was just that lately, she had no energy, no time, and, truthfully, no motivation to care. … Read more