I spent most of Saturday locked in my bedroom, only coming out for food and bathroom breaks and only if I knew I could pass through the house unnoticed. The last thing I needed was for Bridget or Dad to see me with my red, puffy eyes and mass of messy hair and be asking questions.
I reasoned with myself that I had done the right thing; it was for the best that we ended it now, before things went deeper. Take the minuscule amount of pain now to prevent the Earth-shattering amount of pain in the long run. It was easier this way for everyone.
This wasn't my first time, I knew this process well, I knew that there was going to be an adjustment period, this would be made harder by the fact that Sam and I were bound to run into each other at some point, we went to the same school and had the sa
