21
David
The doctor discharged me ten minutes after Sutton left.
But, oddly enough, I didn’t feel any better.
I felt like my heart had been run over a cheese grater.
And the worst part was that I understood where she was coming from. I knew exactly where she was in her grieving journey. I’d known from the start that it might be too soon for her, and still, I’d thought it would be okay. So, now, when it was blowing up in my face, it all made perfect sense.
I was causing her more heartache than happiness, which was the opposite of what I always wanted for Sutton.
Morgan was waiting when I got out of the room. Sutton had taken Jason and was gone.
“Will you take me home?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she muttered. It was clear that her heart was in her throat, and that was something for Morgan.
