JOSHUA
I shook my head, trying not to think about the past.
What really mattered to me was here, in this apartment, and I wasn't letting it go.
I smelled the citrus scent emanating from the oil, and with clumsy movements, I tried to open the bottle. I wanted to do something with all the s****l tension I was feeling at that moment, otherwise, I didn't want to risk the madness of attacking my ex-wife's bed and making her angry with me. It was hard for me to open the bottle, and when I finally got rid of the cap, the oil spilled over my crotch because I couldn't hold the bottle properly. The container fell to the ground, spreading the oil all over the floor.
"Damn," I muttered.
Of all the things I thought would happen to me, the one that least crossed my mind was ending up like those gir
