![]() ![]() trips that had come to an immediate halt a few months earlier.Ĭriss asked me if I wanted to wear my jewelry, slyly eyeing the vintage Gucci watch I had purchased for myself, my small cross necklace, and the ring he had given me. Luckily, I still had a perpetually packed suitcase at the ready for my back-and-forth-to-L.A. I crept out of bed and began gathering what I needed. He stormed out of the room and yelled loudly to one of his assistants to book me on a flight to Portland that afternoon. I silently congratulated myself on this easy out he had just provided me. ![]() “Okay,” I said, barely louder than a whisper. Criss was screaming about having just noticed that the rendering included a pair of curled-up pink bunny ears on top of my head, striking a deep nerve in him.Ĭriss finally said that he thought I should go back to my parents and that he would buy me a plane ticket. He stormed out of the master bathroom, tearing up a Valentine’s Day card I had given him featuring my pinup portrait by Olivia on the front. The next morning, his fit clearly wasn’t over. ![]()
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