I was so exhausted. We f****d continuously until one in the morning. However, I could not get any rest. I woke up at exactly five o’ clock so I could get his stuff ready for work and his breakfast prepared. I got out of his bed, quietly and headed to his dresser. I ended up throwing on one of his shirts before I headed over to his closet. I took down a grey suit and carried it out the room with me. I descended down the stairs and placed the suit on the ironing board that was in the living room. I plugged the iron up and allowed it to heat up right quick. I began ironing his clothes and once I was done, I placed the iron and ironing board in the closet that he had down stairs, burning my arm in the process.
“f**k!” I shouted, holding my arm where I burned it.
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