Chapter Twenty-three
I had vented my heartbreak to Felicia over dinner but found fewer tears available than before.
“I’m surprised, I want to call him right now and tell him off.” She ground out with venom. I had seriously considered doing the same, or maybe a sharply worded text message. A part of me feared I would retract everything if I spoke to him.
“But, I’ve been thinking that he was never really right for you, you know? I mean, once I got past how he’d become part of the family, I realized there was no deep connection there.” When had my flighty cousin gotten such clarity on this topic?
“I thought about it a lot, too. It was a romance that was comfortable. I realized that doesn’t mean we cared about the same things in life. I never felt my dreams were his dreams or vice
