A week had come and gone since that fight with Luis… no Lucifer, but I could not bring myself to reach out. I was still having a very hard time facing the truth about him, and the pain was reaching unbearable levels. Just as before, he still refused to give up and part of me loved that, but another side kept reminding me of the pain he had caused. Today, I had made plans to travel around to get my mind off things, but nothing seemed to work. Even traveling to my favorite locations within the city did nothing to break the pattern of thoughts I was having. My mind just kept circling over and over to the pain I was experiencing from this forced separation.
My thoughts always drifted back to the pained look on his face when I told him to leave. As I sat in the back of my taxi, I put my head
