Pulling her phone to view, Kayla swiped off yet another potential place of employment as she refused to return to work with a man she both loved and hated in equal measure. But while sitting in her car, thinking of how she would go about making ends meet to fit her half of the rent, her mind would drift to the way she was present in his arms the night before. The familiar warmth of his embrace was enough to make her forget of the pain he had left as souvenirs upon her heart as she believed when in this envelopment that the accident had never transpired and it was all some horrible and wicked nightmare. But with the tears slipping beyond her defenses and attempts to remain in this bubble still, she would be forced into her reality by the bitter cold of her tears before hearing her phone buz
