I don’t usually keep a lot of food in my house. I work so much, I’m not often home for meals. It was one of the things Jennifer complained about. She even took to buying groceries—things she wanted to have around when she came over—and leaving them at my place. I ignored the way it irked me, but ...
Yesterday’s meetings took up more of my time than I anticipated, and I have a lot to catch up on. There’s a coffee shop in the lobby of the building, so I veer in that direction before going upstairs. Even at seven in the morning, there’s a line. When I get closer, I spot her. Selene. Dressed in ...
I box up all the clothes he bought for me and tuck them away in a closet. Even the shoes—especially the shoes. I hang out with friends, read books I can’t remember as soon as I finish them, and tinker with things around my house. Anything to fill my time and keep my mind off him.The paparazzi eve...
I don’t know what the fuck just happened, but I don’t want to deal with her drama. Did someone come in and switch women while I was in the bathroom? I was in the middle of a fucking fantastic date—and it most certainly turned into a date—when she literally did a one-eighty on me. Damn my bladder....