Adrian
The drive home is long and slow. I take my time through the roads, wanting to delay myself in getting home quick, not wanting to face the reality of my loneliness and depression that I feel. My house is just another reminder of what it is that I have lost, having pushed away the one woman in my life who truly cared for me, cared for me, and did everything in our power to make herself be seen as a good wife.
It is nobody's fault, but my own that Stella no longer wants to be with me. It is nobody's fault but my own that I am forced to reckon with the mistakes of my past, the sins that I have committed against her and others. I wear these scarves on my heart, dragging them around with me, despite the pain that I feel in my chest because of it, unable to rid myself of the feeling.
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