LEXI
I wake up with a start. I step out of bed and wrap a robe around myself. It’s Thursday and I have to go to work early; considering the fact that I have not been working from Friday.
I walk to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I look terrible. My hair is in a mess. My eyes are red and they have eye bags.
I groan and run a hand on my hair trying to straighten it. It’s in knots. I should consider shaving it because I don’t know what to do.
The truth is, all this breakup thing has got me real bad. I have not set foot outside our apartment since I broke up with Chuck. I don’t remember the last time I ran a comb through my hair. My work has been just taking snacks after snacks and crying my heart out.
I have cried until I can’t do it anymore. My Wells are dry only leaving
