A Heart Gone With the Wind
At a company party, Taylor Kennedy plays a game of mouth-to-mouth cookie biting with his female assistant as everyone watches.
I blend into the crowd and laugh along. The room instantly falls silent.
The assistant bursts into tears and plays the victim. Taylor lets go of her, turns to me, and coldly scolds me in front of the entire company. He berates me for not knowing how to read the room and being a buzzkill.
Then, without hesitation, he wraps his arm around the assistant and kisses her deeply as I watch.
If this were before, I would've stormed over in a rage and ripped them apart. Then, I would've humiliated her in front of everyone, not caring whose pride I trampled.
But now, I feel nothing. Not even as I watch them kiss. Not even though today marks my ten-year anniversary with Taylor.