Tamlynn looked dejected as she picked at her dessert with a spoon.
Seeing her so forlorn, I couldn't help saying, "If you're in pain, you can talk to me, just think of me as a trashcan and dump it all out. I promise I won't tell."
She raised her head and looked at me with an unreadable expression on her face, then lowered it again.
A few minutes later, she put down the spoon and looked out the window with reddened eyes, then began talking about what had happened to her in a thin, weak voice.
They had been dating for four years. At first, that guy, Holden, had treated Tamlynn very well.
That was up until six months ago, when Holden got addicted to gambling. At her insistence, he eventually gave it up and started spending more time with her.
A week and a half ago, Hol
