Simone
I kissed Michael goodbye and left his house late at night. The very last thing I wanted was to be seen in public wearing nothing but his jacket. I could already imagine Crystal printing out those pictures and plastering them all over the office.
Thankfully, both Michael's house and mine were free of paparazzi at that late hour. I drove home in silence, my heart feeling heavy.
When I woke up in the morning, the same feeling overwhelmed me. It took a long time to place it, but I finally realized it was grief. I was grieving the fact that Michael was leaving for three days.
How ridiculous! I'd known him for a matter of months, and we'd spent more than three days apart since then. I couldn't believe I was so sad to not see him for a few days.
I slouched into work, feeling weighed
