There was no improvement in Zeenia's mood or her behavior. When she parted from Shanaya in the morning, she did so with a heavy heart. When she disappeared around the street corner, Zeenia knew that would be the last time she saw her for God knew how many weeks. For all the frustration she felt the night before, Zeenia now realized how precious those movements were. It was her fault, Zeenia thought. It was also the only way she could console herself.
She did her job like a robot for the rest of the week, wanting the weekend to come faster so she could hole up in her apartment, and live in her own world. She did not know what else to do. Usually, when she would feel low, her choice was s*x, but now that she had a relationship problem with Shanaya, the last thing she wanted was to be remind
