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I’m angry that my life has turned out the way it has.
I’m not talking to Robert for purposely hurting Eliza. I’m not talking to Eliza for purposely hurting me.
I’ve never felt so alone and I don’t know how to pull myself out of this.
I know I need to. This can’t go on. Every day, I tell myself that this is the last day I will let myself feel like this, and yet, every day I wake up and do it again.
I exhale heavily as the noise from the bar bustles around me. I’m lost in my pity party for one.
“Hi there,” a voice from behind me says.
I turn to see a man standing there. “Hi.”
He gestures to the stool beside me. “Mind if I take a seat?”
I shrug. “Sure.”
He sits down and orders a drink. “I’m Anthony.”
“Hi.” I raise my eyebrows as I stare straight ahead.
Fuck off, Anthony. I am not in the mood to talk shit tonight.
The bartender puts Anthony’s drink down in front of him, and he takes a sip. “Do you have a name?”
“Nathan.” I turn my attention to him.
He smiles as he sips his drink as his eyes linger on my face. He has dark hair and an athletic physique.
“Are you always so rude?” he asks me.
I exhale heavily. “Apologies. I’ve just had the worst month of my life. Not really in the mood for talking.”
“That makes two of us.”
I nod and continue to stare straight ahead. “Well, you seem to be talking just fine.” I sigh.
He chuckles. “I could talk underwater. What happened to you?” He lifts his scotch to his lips.
“Girlfriend left me.” I glance over at him. “You?”
“Boyfriend left me.”
I nod, and we both exhale heavily as we get lost in our own thoughts.
“So, if you’re not in the mood for talking, why did you come out?” he asks.
I shrug. “Trying to drag myself out of this hole. I’m sick of being home alone. You?”
“Same.” He smiles over at me. “I guess I was looking for someone to take my mind off my problems.”
His eyes hold mine, and the air buzzes between us.
He puts his hand on my thigh and slides it up my leg. “I was hoping to run into someone like you,” he whispers.
“Is that so?”
“Do you want to go back to my place?” He shrugs. “We can… talk… in private.”
