CHAPTER 25 | FICTION | CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
Apprehensively, He Reached Through Years For Consolation From The Ex
Norm finds someone to talk to about his insecurities.
“Tell me, did you read the letter?”
Seven seconds went by before I replied, “Yes.”
She expelled a relieved sigh.
“Okay. I have to charge my phone. Let me connect with you tomorrow,” she said.
After she ended the call, the next sixteen hours felt like an eternity.
Right away, I left the empty house I had purchased for us once I realized she would not be coming to me.
In a trance, I drove back to my home.
I felt somewhat relaxed as I opened the heavy door to my penthouse apartment.
The room was a testament to my eclectic taste, seamlessly blending clean lines with warm, earthy textures.
I methodically shrugged off my coat, hanging it in the meticulously organized foyer closet, and carefully removed my Ferragamo shoes, placing them in a wooden cubby by the door.
The soft strains of Parichay from the Khoj album filled the air from the state-of-the-art stereo system I switched on. I found solace…
