Chapter Twenty-One
Shay
The office was starting to feel a little bit like mine, although I’d never had my own office, so I didn’t know how it was supposed to feel. Until after things were over with Clint, I hadn’t realized the depth of the effect his isolation had on my life.
When I first became involved with Clint, I hadn’t seen the darkness hiding under Clint’s polished surface. My life gradually narrowed to college classes and the job I had waiting tables for extra spending money. Clint had wanted me to change my hours, even though the tips were better at night. I went along with it because I didn’t care to argue.
That was only the beginning of how limited my life became. By the end, just about everything outside of Clint had been whittled away.
I shook those thoughts away. The one
