God, everything still feels like crap.
I step out of the bathroom, refreshed as I rub my hair dry with a towel. And yet, not even an hour-long warm bath eased the emptiness in my heart.
I started the day in probably the best way possible, making love to Penelope, only to end up realizing that it would be our last night together. She made it clear that she wanted to focus on her career first, no matter how much I tried to convince her that this no longer felt like something temporary for me.
But she didn’t even give me a chance to hear what I wanted to say.
This was supposed to be one of the best days in my life; people have loved my new image, the board has finally shut up about getting me out of my family’s company, and tomor
