Chapter 0008

I nod, my voice unwavering. “Yeah. It’s clear now. You’re not the man I thought you were.”

I want to hold onto what I saw out there. The man I don't know, the man who was fucking someone else in my bed… not this confused guy that reminds me so much of the man I love.

"Farrow? Hurry up, you didn't make me come this time!" The girl calls from our bed and he straightens up immediately, forgetting all about his confusion right then.

He moves fast to get a few things out of the closet and I just sit down in the chair I keep here to reach the highest part of the closet. And I watch him shove things into his backpack.

He looks frenetic, like he doesn’t want to make her wait even a single second.

"I'm going now," he says a couple minutes later, zipping his backpack and turning to look at me, "Again, I'm so sorry. I don't ever, ever want to hurt you."

"Farrow!!" The girl screams again and he just turns to run at her. I stay put, not wanting to see that bitch again. Ever. Ever. Ever.

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