Why am I the replaceable one?

Jake was in his home, alone in his thoughts. He had been binging on some movies the night before.

It was a Friday night and he had wanted to talk to her. He had picked up his phone so many times but ended up putting it back down.

He wanted her to come to him. He wanted her to choose him.

And it was beginning to take forever.

That made him sad. So he had sat in front of his TV, blocking everything out, and watched several shows till he fell asleep.

He woke up the next morning, on his couch. He checked his phone first, no call had come in for him.

Then he made his way to the bathroom. Before reaching the bathroom, his doorbell rang.

His heartbeat surged.

He guessed who it could be. He wasn’t expecting anyone and hadn’t made any orders.

But he flung open the door.

And there she was, Elena.

He grinned. “come on in.”

She accepted the invitation and stepped in.

The smell of her perfume surrounded him as she came in. She clutched her bag li