The Last Pill She Threw

Summary

My husband’s ex-girlfriend, Holly—freshly divorced, drowning in bad debt, and with nowhere left to turn—was staying in our guest bedroom.

She claimed to suffer from obsessive-compulsive cleanliness. Every single morning, like clockwork, she subjected my home to an aggressive, performative purge.

And every single time, my emergency respiratory inhalers and maintenance tablets were cleanly, surgically discarded.

When I finally hit my breaking point and confronted my husband, Dean was sprawled on the sectional, mindlessly scrolling through short videos. He didn’t even bother looking up.