The Disposable Girlfriend

Every time I visited my boyfriend Ethan's apartment, I was only allowed to use disposable items.

Disposable hotel slippers, paper plates, plastic forks...

Even when I stayed the night, he would pull out a set of disposable travel sheets for me.

"I'm just not used to other people using my things. I'll buy you your own permanent set next time."

For three years, I waited for countless "next times."

But every single time, I walked into his place feeling like nothing more than a temporary guest.

Until today, when he threw a birthday party at his apartment for his assistant, Amber.