ERIK
I feel so betrayed.
I can't believe that Claire could do this to me. I trusted her with my secret, and she chose to take advantage of it. Now, I have to deal with the possibility that all of our moments together were not real.
Claire is just pretending to like me. It's not me she really wants, but my story. She is using me to further her career, and it's just so f*****g painful.
"Sit down, Erik, and I'll tell you everything."
"I think I'll just stay here, Claire. I don't think I can sit beside you right now."
"Please, Erik..." I'm not that coldhearted, so when I see Claire crying again, I reluctantly sit on the bed, keeping the space between us.
"Remember, when I told you that I want to be a creative writer?" Claire asks as she blows her nose in a napkin.
"Yes, I remember.
