TESSA
I didn’t expect to see him again. Not at my door. Not like that. He looked… ruined and worse than I was looking. And somehow that made it even worse. He was supposed to be fine and thriving. Relieved to have me out of his life.
But when I opened the door and met with his eyes, something in me cracked. It wasn’t enough to break, but just enough to hurt.
I stood there waiting for an answer but he just kept stammering.
“What? Are you here for the house too?” I asked, getting tired of seeing his face. “Have you come to take that,” I pointed behind me into the room. “...like you took everything else?”
“No,” he choked out. “Baby…” I haven't heard him call me that in a while. It must be bad for him.
It was barely a word and I slammed the door in his face.
The sound of the door cl
