The blood from my threatened abortion stained the leather seat of Alexander's Tesla.
He shoved me out of the car. "Can't you even remember to bring pads when you're on your period? That's disgusting!"
Later that night, as soon as I got home, he threw a filthy yoga outfit at me.
"Emma stained this during her period. Wash this!"
I opened my phone and saw an Instagram Story Emma had just posted.
【When I'm feeling down, Alex always knows exactly what to do.】
The picture was of Alexander's back as he made hot chocolate in the kitchen.
I calmly dialed my manager's number.
"I'll take the project in New York. When can I leave?"