Lucas didn't take a single word I said seriously.
He just kept pushing forward with his talent show project like nothing had happened.
Trending topics on my phone kept rolling over, one hot story replacing the next.
All my frustration, all my rage?
To him, my anger was insignificant, barely worth noticing. I didn't badger him anymore.
I just slipped quietly back home, and packed my favorite makeup brushes and a few makeup palettes into my canvas bag.
Then I boxed up all my personal things from the office too, and finished handing off all my ongoing work to the next person.
Once that was done, I stopped to think: how many things had he given me over the years? The answer was barely anything at all.
I didn't say goodbye to anyone. I didn't leave a single note explaining where I was g
