James drops me off near my apartment.
I can’t bring myself to talk to him, but I don"t want to cut him off entirely either. With a sense of sick guilt, I know that I contributed to this too.
I let her down….
I let her down…. I was supposed to be her storm anchor, her rock…
…. and I let it happen...
It happened once before. I let jealousy take me. Now I’ve let it happen again, and this time it has real consequences.
…. She’s gone….
…. and I"m in shock.
I take a shower, brush my teeth, try to freshen up a bit, but in the mirror, I look at the face of a red-eyed stranger. And five minutes after stepping out from the shower, I stink.
Spitting mint into the basin, I go in search of something…. anything…. to take me out of myself…
anythingI can’t even lean on my closest friend. Once I
