Project Heartbreak
Less like a world-ending catastrophe and more like a really intense, poorly plotted chapter in my life.
“I can’t believe you held out on us,” Ben said, finally finding his voice. “All that was going on while we were eating lunch and complaining about chem?”
“It didn’t feel real,” I admitted. “And then it felt too real. And then it just hurt too much to talk about.”
We sat in silence for a minute, the weight of the shared story between us.
“So,” Maya said, her voice softer now. “Do you still… you know?”
I looked down at my hands. Did I still love him? Miss him? Want him? The answer was a complicated, painful knot in my chest. “I’m leaving,” I said, which wasn’t an answer at all, but it was th