I have no idea why remembering that day makes my heart ache. In fact, just thinking about it hurts. I truly wish he had just said goodbye and left it at that, but he must always be his convoluted self.
I locked my phone by pressing the top button on my iPhone while holding it tightly in my hand. I don't want to discuss it with him. I don't want to continue talking to him since I know that doing so will only make me angrier. When I said that I wanted to end all communication with him, I meant it. It was only because it was about work that I initially replied.
As I lowered myself to get the box I still needed to unload, I set my phone aside. I removed the blade from my desk and used it to slit open the package. I took the books out of the box and placed them in the new book sleeves Nate an
