The Blacklisted Boyfriend

my own front door jolted me

, and it certain

g a tirade about me not cooking Thanksgiving dinne

manded an apology from me, then sh

y my hair, throwing me out of my ow

ther effortlessly played the victims, paint

ine, threatening to ruin my career if I dar

issed it as a "family dispute," leaving me alone, violated,

ed in my apartment with the very man who just as

ut, I would call the only person who could