Riley.
As I stand watching the lights glow from the display, the overwhelming feeling of sadness I feel doesn’t vanish. I thought today would be a fun and enjoyable night, but when I saw him with someone else, it hurt.
I know it’s stupid, but I can’t help it. As I look at them—her laughing while he feeds her some of the hot dog—I feel jealous
Shaking my head, I take one last look at the lights before I wander toward one of the drink stations. Grabbing a beer, I twist off the cap before paying and then make my way toward the parking lot where my car is waiting.
All I want is to go home. Is it possible to be so sad that you lose that Christmas feeling—the magic and happiness of the season? Because that’s how I feel right now.
Maybe I’m being foolish, but I’ve always liked Alec, and that
