Abby
The door to my office clicks shut, its noise echoing in the room, serving as a final punctuation to Karl’s exit.
I watch him go, and the residue of our past, thick with pain and longing, clings to me, making it hard to breathe.
A sigh escapes me as I lean back into my chair, the cool leather pressing against my back, providing a temporary relief.
The whiff of the past and our complicated relationship is still strong in the air. Passing a hand over my face, I let the sensation of touch distract me momentarily. How I wish things could be different, simpler.
But my heart is still entangled with Adam’s, and the thought of ending it leaves me adrift in a sea of uncertainty. I haven’t made my decision yet; I love Adam. He’s been my rock for a long time now. We have pl
