CINNAMON
He'd wrecked me in the most beautiful way possible, then left me empty.
I worked my throat gingerly, taking another sip of the warm lemon, ginger, and cinnamon tea he'd prepared before leaving. The steam curled up into my face, soothing the soreness.
The note sat on the counter where he'd left it. I picked it up for the fifth time, tracing the letters with my finger.
"The tea should help with the soreness. I'll be back before you miss me. - D"
Too late for that.
My phone erupted with noise, Khloe and Risa both talking over each other on video call, their faces splitting the screen.
"I'm so glad you're back together!" Khloe practically squealed. "I knew he'd come to his senses."
"About time," Risa added. "Though I still reserve the right to hate him a little."
I tried to r
