To Me, My Ex Is Dead
Nikki kept her eyes on the stage, but her attention kept drifting toward the seats beside her.
From the corner of her eye, she could see Sean’s hands resting on his knees, both clenched into fists.
It was what he always did when he was nervous.
She knew that habit too well.
Onstage, the story continued.
The Little Prince met the fox.
The fox said, “To me, you are only a little boy, like a hundred thousand other little boys. I do not need you. And you do not need me. To you, I am only a fox, like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we will need each other.”