I never cheated on you. You claim to have smelled another woman on me, but that’s not possible. I’m in love with you. Possibly obsessed. I study pictures and profiles of your ex-girlfriends just so I will know what you like. But you will never believe me. Still, we will continue living together day to day, you never trusting me, and me never leaving you. I told myself I would never be a pushover again.