Stella
I can't bring myself to follow Sebastian when he leaves my apartment. All I can do is sit and stare at the door, my heart shattering into a million different fragments. The apartment feels colder without him, a chill from his. I see anger remaining in his wake.
Should I have gone after him? Should I have chased him down the apartment hallway, my coughs and wheezes giving me away as I try to run after him? Would he even accept me after our argument with one another?
I tear my gaze away from the door, forcing myself to look at the glass of water he made for me on the coffee table. It was a simple gesture that I could barely break myself to think for, my mind perpetually foggy as I battle my emotions for Adrian.
I know that it is unfair to Sebastian to expect him to remain with me
