I straightened up. “I don’t need anything right now. I have my own money. You’re already not letting me pay for rent—”
“I own the whole building. There is no rent,” he interrupted gently.
I brushed my hair away from my face, the room suddenly suffocating.
“I just want you to be able to get what you need, Monroe. I just want to take care of you. I feel like it’s my life’s purpose.”