Why the hell did Renee have to forget her wallet? Why did she have to stand by my door with day-old make up on her face and messy hair? It was so obvious she spent the night.
I didn’t want Francesca to see that.
She was seeing some guy and that severed my heart into infinite pieces. Knowing she was with someone else…kissed someone else…made me sick. I had no right to feel that way. After all, I ended our relationship. I turned my back on her and left without a backward glance. We were madly in love and happy…but I threw it away.
I had no right to be upset about it.
The thing that hurt the most was her reaction. Francesca didn’t care in the least. She walked into my apartment like nothing happened. Renee’s presence didn’t affect her at all. She examined my apartment and furniture and complimented the way it looked.
She really was over me.
I didn’t want her to be hurt over Renee.
