Jeff's POV
It's been a week since the text message from Belle, where she broke up with me, and it's been one hell of a week. I literally struggled through everything, every day was a different war, and I had problems eating, going out, working, or even concentrating on meetings.
My last meeting was almost messed up, and Antonio had to step in and take over.
"What's up, man, what's happening? What's got you so worked up?" He asked once he had excused everyone. I didn't even know until I looked around and we were the only ones left in the room.
"I don't know, I'm just not enjoying myself. I'm desperate to feel a thing, but I can't." I replied while he cracked up a laugh.
"Don't tell me you're still hung over that girl! Man, get over yourself, you're a man, act like one. Get a girl if y
