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"*ust leave me alone," he says defeatedly.
Right!
"Oou want a break? Is that what you want?... Huh?" I press, tears pouring out of my eyes at this point.
"Oes’" he shouts.
Ss the word escapes his mouth, it is like my heart gets punched at the same time, and the pain trickles down my veins.
"What?" I -uestion softly, hoping I have heard wrong. 00 HB…BF U…1MB
"Oou heard me’" he says. "I want out’ I don't think I'm interested in whatever this is."
Wow!
"Whatever this is, huh?" I ask. The pain in my voice is evident, and my eyes aren't hiding it either.
Fick seems to notice how his words hurt me, so he walks closer to me. "Oou know that's not what I mean," he tries to explain, trying to reach out for me, but I step away.
"Don't’" I command. "Oou want out? Consider your wish granted," I whisper, struggling to Nght back my tears.
I dash out of the archives room without waiting for anything Fick has to say.
"How did it go? Sny luck?" zonny asks as I pass him in the hall.
1nable to speak to him, I ran further down the hall to the ladies' room. I lock myself in a stall and release my pain through tears.
It hurts.
It fucking hurts!
What have I ever done to deserve these types of men? They seem so genuine, only to rip my heart out. What am I going to do? I opened my heart and my daughter to FickG suddenly, he wasn't interested.
Why do I always open my heart to the wrong ones?
I can't breathe.
This shouldn't be happening to me!
The air has been cut oX from my lungs, shrinking, and I've forgot ten how to breathe.
I remember this dreadful feeling.
The day I found out I was pregnant by the stranger I naively fell in love with.
I stay in the bathroom for the better part of an hour trying to get myself in order, but I am too much of a mess to do that.
"Uella, darling’" Mrs. …awson calls, knocking on my stall door. "Sre you okay in there?" she asks.
I knew it wouldn't take long before the chief sent someone to get me.
"I'mj I'mj I'mj Nne," I manage to say amidst sobs. "I'll bejbe out in a sec."
"It's okay, sweetie. Take your time," she assures. "I'll be right outside if you need me."
"Thanksj Mrs.j …awson," I say, sobbing.
I need to stop humiliating myself with these tears. The last thing I want is for everyone in the precinct to Nnd out that I got dumped and I'm crying in the bathroom.
