Bob might have been what brought us together, but he might also be what breaks us apart.
If it did, then what I thought we had, wasn’t any more real than that room I had been hired to design at Sam’s house. You have to want it to know the true value of it.
I can’t blame him, when I am not sure what I want either.
Tonight was going to be a long sleepless night. Hopefully tomorrow I had some answers, and not left with just more questions.
I hope you’re doing the same Sam, because this is not just about me. It’s about us. Or even if there is an us.
I wiped my cheeks.
Or do you even want there to be an us?
A lot of thinking to be done. I knew one person I wasn’t going to ask for advice from either. Samantha. This was something I needed to figure out all on my own.
It was good that I was home alone. It’s where I needed to be. For now at least.