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“Read the caption, idiot.” Connors stands a few feet away, giving me space.
“Gosh, you are not nice tonight! Maybe you were the one who needed to get laid, and I could have spent my time chatting with Amber.” Connors socks me in the arm again. “Jesus! I am going to report you to HR.”
I click the button that says more.
Paragraph appears.
Oh, no.
I look up to Connors, and he nods his head at me.
“Keep reading, don’t stop until you get to the good part.”
“There’s a good part?” I want to scroll to the bottom and find it first.
“Not for you.” Connors folds his arms.
I thought we were friends.
Phoebe’s post says the following:
Have any of you ever been in love, like drenched in it? So deep, you believe one hundred percent you won’t ever be out of it.
But then you wake up one day, and their side of the bed is empty.
You look around because you forget they left; you wonder where they’ve gone.
Yet, you still are stuck here. In this constant loop of realizing the absence is meant to be cold again and again. You can’t ignore it; you can try and replace it. But it never is the same.
I am heartbroken.
There, I said it. I didn’t want to, but Rachelle always says it’s better to be blunt than brave.
I love photography, I love to travel. But I loved this man more than those. It hurts the most to know I would have given up both of my hobbies, business, if it was to make him happy.
I know many of you will share your support, say he doesn’t deserve me. But I keep wondering why he left because he realized I didn’t deserve him.
I am healing; right now, my pictures are black and white. I can’t find the color. I will take some time to forget obligations and listen to my soul.
I am going to find myself.
“I think I broke her heart, Connors.” I slump back down, and the weight of it is too heavy. The bruised face is earned. He takes back his phone, and I don’t know why I avoided it for so long.
In my head, we were on good terms, friends even. We were just waiting until we found our way back to each other.
But that message she shared with the world, instead of me, I think it finally broke the hope I was holding on to.
Chapter 14
Phoebe
47.8021° N, 123.6044° W Olympic National Park
Iwaswrong.
Assuming that loving you would fix everything.
A gap here, an unresolved affection past tense there.
