He’s going to break up with me. This is the exact moment where I know I’ve f****d up beyond the point of repair.
I’m sitting on the bed with my head in my hands while he’s in the shower.
I panicked at the bar. My thoughts got the best of me, and my head started aching. Before I knew it, the room was spinning, and my ears were ringing, and I couldn’t hold it in.
Grabbing my phone, I pulled up my texting app.
IceQueen03: Need advice. ASAP.
Bubbles pop up almost immediately.
CerealKiller1224: Should I be afraid?
IceQueen03: Are you going to give me your wisdom or not?
Bubbles pop up and then disappear three times before his message comes through.
CerealKiller1224: Bossy much(Emoji with narrowed eyes) Lay it on me.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
IceQueen03: Let’s say you anxiety
