Yuliya spent the night and I had no problem with that. After she told me about how her and Sean broke up, she broke down into tears and I held her in my arms the entire time until she fell asleep.
Morning came and it was time to go for work. I got up, took a quick shower and got dressed. I liked the fact that she had opened up to me about everything and she wasn’t bottling up anything anymore. When I had asked her why she hadn’t told me beforehand about the breakup, her answer made me feel like a really horrible friend.
“Because you had your own drama and I didn’t want to add mine on top of that.”
That was the worst thing I could have possibly heard and I didn’t want her to feel like she couldn’t tell me anything because I had my own things going on. A knocking at the door pulled me out
