Chapter Three: MarkWhen I caught a glimpse of the guy, Gareth, leaving the building, and then noticed the bunch of flowers on Sally’s desk which Cath and some of the others were excitedly gossiping about, something in me snapped. For too long, I’ve been complacent, simply going along with whatever our relationship or lack thereof entailed. I didn’t figure I could ever date traditionally anyway so it’s been convenient that she hasn’t made too many demands.
I knew she’d been seeing other people. Obviously she assumed I’d been doing the same. But for some reason I thought that she and I shared a certain magnetism that meant that we’d continue to circle around each other indefinitely. Now, I’m not so sure. That guy showing up at work for her threw me off balance.
She doesn’t owe me an explan
