TRIGGER: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel - Plot & Excerpts
But wouldn’t you know – nothing’s happened. Which seems, almost, like an insult. I guess I feel like the world should have started to crumble, the whole world, since mine is in shambles without you. Seems like you left and Russia should have bombed us or China should have taken over or Germany rise from the ashes bigger and badder than 1939. But instead – it’s all the same. I go to work. I come home. The people on the news talk about the same things. The sky isn’t falling. I’m the only one on this planet suffering the way I am. Except, of course, that’s not true. Worse things happen every day, don’t they? You’re not dead – every morning I wake up and remind myself of that. Even though my bed is cold and lonely without your body pressed against mine, and I miss the smell of oil and work on the sheets, there are worse things. I can write to you, and you can read it. And write back. You will write back, won’t you? But of course you will – sorry for the moment’s doubt.
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