28. Getting back to myself
I don't know how I drove back home because I couldn't see a thing thanks to the waterfall from my eyes. I'm glad I decided to only apply mascara otherwise I would be an even egger mess. Parking my car just outside my building I couldn't find it in me to get out of a car. I just sat there, with tears in my blind eyes. I have no idea how long I've been there, probably a few hours as it was getting dark outside. Suddenly a knock on my window disturbed me. " Cecilia, what's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" - it was Brad the bartender. I couldn't answer him, because what was I supposed to say? That my other half didn't want to have anything to do with me and decided to finish this, whatever we had once and for all? The only answer Brand received were even louder sobs. By the corner of my eye I
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