My chest split in two and I couldn’t breathe. I leaned against the wall, pressing my back into it as I stared up at the ceiling, willing myself to keep my shit together. But my shit quickly shattered.My knees gave out, and I slid down the wall as sobs shuddered from deep inside me, quivering through me as they spilled out. My butt hit the floor and I tucked my head in between my knees and cried. People walked by without bothering me—I was in a freaking hospital, a place where people got all kinds of bad news. I didn’t exactly stand out.But then Rex’s hand lay gently on the back of my head. He didn’t say anything, he just sat on the floor next to me and stayed there. Which only made me cry harder. I couldn’t believe this was happening.Not again. Not like this.Every time my life finally hit the right track, a huge boulder planted itself right in front of the fucking train and stopped me from moving forward. Over and over again. Sobriety wasn’t even my biggest issue anymore.
