30
Patrick
Working was a lesson in self-control.
Trying to stay in my own lane and get my s**t done while I worked only steps from Bailey’s office seemed impossible. I kept telling myself that I only had to make it through the end of the week, and then I wouldn’t have to deal with this again until the New Year.
In the meantime, I’d watch the clock tick and wait for the end of the day. Even though I wasn’t really doing s**t at home. It felt empty without Morgan in it. So much had changed in my life, and going back to who I had been before her wasn’t an option.
I pushed away from my desk and stared at the ceiling. I was so f*****g frustrated. I’d put everything on the line, and she’d walked. I hadn’t been lying when I said I’d keep fighting for her. I would. I was just terrified that sh
