I have never seen this side of him. I told him I was leaving because I feel so empty. I guess his ego couldn’t understand that he is lacking in areas that bring me joy. I want to live and I want to laugh that boisterous laugh. You know, the one which develops in your belly and makes its way upwards. That laugh. I have lost this version of me I hate losing and he is the reason. I’m not alive, I hav...