Noah
Natalie stood me up. She never returned to the park the day after I met her, and neither did she pop up the day after that.
Am I insane for feeling disappointed?
I'm probably crazy, but...
I kept walking back to the park bench where I had met Natalie. Day after day, but she would never be there.
Instead, I caught Natalie walking together with a man on the street. They were laughing at something. And while I know I had no right to be angry, I was beyond pissed off seeing them.
It doesn't make sense. Natalie is a mere stranger, yet something snapped within me seeing her with that other man. He was good-looking too, not as tall as me, but he had stubble—so now I haven't shaved.
Fuck.
I'm losing my goddamn mind over this woman.
"Mr. Parker?"
I peer up from my desk, not surpr
