The door that stays closed when family visits
When the in-laws come for ten days in October, one of you migrates. The extra pillow disappears from the spare room. The charger that usually lives on the left side of the bed shows up somewhere it has no business being. Nobody says anything. The guests do not ask. You do not explain. This is not deception. It is a boundary the two of you drew without ever writing it down, and you both know exactly where it sits.
