Constance
I rolled out of bed at one in the morning, tired of trying to force sleep to come when my mind was so restless. I prayed a cup of hot tea would help quiet the war waging in my head.
Silently, I padded down the hallway. Jamie and Matt had come home shortly after Kevin left and I had intentionally gone to bed to avoid both of them. I was exhausted and honestly didn’t want to talk to anyone.
After putting the kettle on the stove to boil, I took a seat at the kitchen table and stared at the messages Gabriel and I had been sending. The last one I’d received from him was earlier that evening before he had left for his job. After what had transpired in the cafeteria, I asked for a rain check on the coffee date. There was obvious bruising from
