[Short Story] My Little Castle

A tiny gap at the back of the closet. That is my little shelter, where I slip away for a moment when I can no longer bear his possessiveness. Only when I am here can I truly be myself.
When I first started living with him, every day was like a rollercoaster, passing by in a flash without a moment to catch my breath. Yet, as time went on, those unfamiliar and hectic days regained their calm, and we finally returned to our unchanging 2LDK home.
Or so I thought—.
After a few months, his behavior gradually began to change, and recently his possessiveness has become intense; even when I go to the bathroom, his sharp, watchful eyes catch me and won't let go.
"You should just break up with a guy like that already."
If only I could... No matter how much I am controlled, no matter how much my personal space is encroached upon, I love him from the bottom of my heart. I cannot break up with him.
That is why, for the brief moment when he finally falls asleep, I reclaim myself in this gap in the closet.
Ah! I hear his voice from the bedroom where he was sleeping. A voice crying out, seeking me...
If you scream like that, the neighbors will hear!
I hurriedly jumped out of the closet and rushed to his side.
"I'm sorry, Shu-chan. Mommy is right here."

Today, too, I am doing my best with solo parenting in this three-year-old 2LDK apartment.

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