Comhroinn Fuaime

“I don’t think I’m in love with you anymore.” That sentence echoed in my head for a moment. Normally that thought would’ve crushed me. But weirdly… I felt calm. Because I had already made my decision. If she wanted a roommate… I was about to become the best roommate she’d ever had. Now here’…

“I don’t think I’m in love with you anymore.” That sentence echoed in my head for a moment. Normally that thought would’ve crushed me. But weirdly… I felt calm. Because I had already made my decision. If she wanted a roommate… I was about to become the best roommate she’d ever had. Now here’s the funny part. For almost three years, our mornings had a routine. I’d wake up first, head into the kitchen, and make breakfast for both of us. Nothing fancy — eggs, toast, maybe coffee. It wasn’