==Delilah==
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Three days.
I'd ignored his calls for three days.
Seventeen missed calls. Twenty-three texts.
I read every one. Responded to none.
*Are you okay?*
*Please talk to me.*
*Did I do something wrong?*
*Delilah, I'm worried.*
*At least let me know you're safe.*
Each message made the guilt worse.
But I couldn't answer. Couldn't face what I'd done.
I'd run. Again. Exactly like he'd accused me of.
So I buried myself in work.
Back to back client sessions. Emergency appointments. Late nights at the office.
Anything to avoid thinking. Feeling. Remembering.
But nights were harder.
Alone in my apartment. In the bed where we'd first been together.
I couldn't stop thinking about him.
The way he'd touched me. Made love to me. Held me while I cried.
The way he'd whispere
