Robert
The morning sun tried to bring a semblance of normalcy to my thoughts, but the conversation with Tessa lingered, casting a shadow over the day. Doubt crept in like a persistent fog, obscuring the clarity I thought we had.
*Why won't she be straight with me?* The question echoed in my mind, amplifying the frustration that festered within. As minutes turned to hours, the simmering anger morphed into an urgent need for answers.
Determination propelled me back to Tessa's apartment. Each step carried the weight of the unspoken tension between us. Knocking on the door, I braced myself for a confrontation, for the truth I felt slipping through my fingers.
Entering the familiar space, my gaze met hers, demanding the honesty I craved. "Tessa, why are you lying to me?" The words, edged wi
