He Left On My Birthday—And Faced The Consequences At His Mother’s Funeral

feel, what I should want, who I should be. The packaging was prettier than Jerome’s version, but the architecture was the same.

“I need to make my own choices,” I said quietly. “That means space from everyone. Including you.”

“So I was just a placeholder?” His voice went loud enough for the next table to hear. “An ego boost? Someone to kiss in front continue reading …