The Unwritten Rules of a Troubled Marriage

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That night, Cesar came back late and went straight to bed without a word.

"Hi," I greeted him.

"Sorry to disturb you. I'm exhausted," he replied.

I found his response "crap" and wanted to leave right away, but according to the unwritten rules of a troubled marriage, it was up to him to leave.

"Get out of my bed," I demanded.

"What?" he asked, surprised.

"Did you not hear me? Get out!" I repeated more forcefully.

"Don't yell!" he shouted back.

"GO!" I raised my voice even more, and just then, Ron appeared at the door.

"Come on, guys," Ron interjected, looking concerned.

Cesar, clearly irritated, got up and left to find somewhere else to sleep.

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