For the next two days, we don't speak or even make eye contact. When I cook, he takes his plate upstairs and brings it back down, dropping it into the sink even if I've just finished dishes. His spitefulness as reached levels that simply irritate me to no end. When I clean, he tells me it's still dirty, telling me to clean it again. His old rude self is back and I hate it but I can't blame him for reverting to his old ways. He surely feels betrayed and hurt because of my selfish actions.
I don't even know why I did it. I just assumed it was for the best. It's hard for me to do well in places for too long. Trouble seems to stir after a while and it's my cue to move on to make life elsewhere. It just seemed second nature in this case. I didn't properly think about how it would affect Demetr
