“…I just want to say…you’re dead to me.” And silence. Silence that hurt.
I took a deep breath and started to speak again into the phone.
“So this is it then?” I said, trying to sound calm.
I have a girlfriend. She has a boyfriend. Yet here we’re. Lying side by side on my bed.
I stared at the ceiling fan. It spun and mocked me. I turned my gaze to her. She had her eyes closed.
There are times in life when you feel like nothing can go wrong. Absolutely nothing. It was a night of that kind. As she snuggled into my arms expecting me to shield her from the cold wind blowing into the auto, I called out her nickname.