Before Ryan, our apartment was a peaceful sanctuary amidst our hectic lives as a junior doctor and marketing professional. But when Jenna’s boyfriend started raiding our fridge daily, our harmonious home became a battleground over groceries and respect.
My name is Emma, a junior doctor with grueling hours at the hospital. Our apartment was a haven until Ryan came along, eating my groceries and disrupting our balance. Despite my complaints to Jenna, nothing changed.
Fed up, I labeled my food with absurdly high prices, but Ryan just laughed and paid. Finally, I bought a mini fridge with a lock, and my food was safe. This brought peace back into my life and taught me the importance of setting boundaries.
Now, I can come home to my groceries untouched and enjoy my space again. It’s not just about the food—it’s about respect and standing up for myself.
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