His Rejection, His Loss
I ordered, and got into the car, slamming the door.
"Have you been crying?" Tony asked, as my eyes were probably red from crying.
"No, I'm –" I could complete my sentence, as my emotions overwhelmed me, and I burst out crying.
"Hey, T. What's wrong?" Tony asked, worry laced in his voice. "Is something wrong with your pup?"
At the mention of the word pup, the sadness overtook me, and I could no longer take it anymore, as I wailed in a flood of uncontrollable tears.