Chapter 7

"Your name's not on the deed. You don't pay the mortgage. There's no lease. You just got engaged to someone else. So, I don't think you have any business living here anymore."Then I heard another voice, an older male—her dad. "Son, open this door. We need to have an adult conversation about this."I almost laughed. "Adult conversation? With respect, sir, your daughter just told you she's engaged to a man named Logan. That's who you should be having conversations with—about, I don't know, the upcoming wedding, maybe. But this? This ends here."More muffled arguing outside. I heard Ashley crying; her mom's voice joined in. I sat on the couch, put my headphones on, and turned on music. They knocked for another ten minutes, then left.I thought that was it. Packed it up, moving on. Started thinking about painting the bedroom, maybe getting a roommate to help with the mortgage.Then at 11:00 p.m., my phone rang. Unknown number."Hello?""Is this Andy? This is Logan, Ashley's..." He hesitated, then forced the word out: "...fiancé. I think we should talk."I sat up straight. "Yeah, we probably should."We're meeting for coffee tomorrow morning. He sounded tired, confused. Said he knew Ashley and I were living together, but apparently, Ashley told him I was her gay cousin who she let stay in her house because I was going through stuff.

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