MORRISON
When Quinn left, her absence stayed behind.
I remained rooted in the exact spot she left me. My eyes drifted to the chair where she had sat earlier. Even the glass she touched was still on the table. One side slightly stained with lipstick.
I carried the loss of her presence quietly. Minutes ago, she was in my arms. Now, she is with Joe. The thought irritated me so much.
“Sorry.”
Her voice replayed again, that moment she pulled back. It resounded in my head. I loosened my tie slowly and walked toward the window, overlooking the city below.
My fingers pressed lightly against the cold glass. I could still feel her body against mine. Her voice.
“Why will you go to any length for me?”
I shut my eyes briefly. Somewhere between protecting Quinn and searching for the truth, I los
