~ ROSELLE ~
Even after Celeste leaves, after her soothing words and gentle embraces fade into memory, the ache in my chest remains. It's a physical pain, that's persistent, as though there's a fist wrapped around my heart and someone is purposely squeezing the life out of me.
I lie in the darkness of our... his bedroom, listening to every sound that makes my breath catch; from the faint creak of the floorboards in the hallway to the distant click of a door closing. Each noise sends my pulse racing, my body tensing with the desperate hope that maybe he's changed his mind and he's coming back. Maybe he's going to walk through that door, pull me into his arms, and tell me we can figure this out together.
Every passing minute crushes that hope a little more.
The hours stretch on like taffy
