As we navigated the treacherous waters of love, I found myself questioning everything. But not my significant other. No, they knew exactly what was going on. And by "exactly what was going on," I mean their own delusional narrative.
I swear, it's like they have a Ph.D. in making up stuff. "Oh, yeah, I knew you were just pretending to be asleep when really you were just secretly practicing your ninja skills in the kitchen." Um, no. I was just sleepy. And the ninja skills? Yeah, that was just a dream.
But still, their instincts were always right. Even when they claimed I had 17 cats at home. I mean, I had 3. Okay, maybe 4. But 17? That's just crazy talk.