T R I C I A
I exhaled the smoke and inhaled it again.
God, I needed this.
My head was pounding, and I felt sick.
But, that was my fault.
I shouldn't have drunk so much yesterday.
I was sitting on the bench in the garden, smoking my thoughts away. They were all inside, so happy, very comfortable leaving me out of everything, because even though they weren't saying it directly, my presence was lowkey not needed here.
And it was all because of her. After thirteen years of being away from Dominic, I couldn't even get the old version of him because he was all about her. She had him wrapped around her finger.
She had him wrapped around her finger to the point that it was annoying, and I didn't want to be around them. I missed the times when it was just the two of us, and the bond we shar
