That evening, after work, I went to Brenda and Jason’s new place because she had asked me to come and help her unpack. I had been thinking about it all day, wondering what it would be like, if it would feel strange seeing her in this whole new world, a world that didn’t include me the way it used to. And as much as I wanted to be happy for her, there was this small feeling in my mind and a part of me already missed how things used to be.
I stepped out of the company and waved down a cab, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against my face. Sliding into the back seat, I gave the driver the address Brenda had sent me earlier. Immediately the cab pulled into traffic, I leaned against the window, watching the city lights pass us while my mind drifted to thoughts of Brenda’s new life. The ri
