D O M I N I C
I walked into my home office, trying to drown out the horrifying information I just got. Maybe, just maybe if I pretended it never happened, if I pretended Tricia didn't just tell me she had feelings for me, it wouldn't be true.
If I ignored her, and didn't give her the satisfaction of an answer, maybe then, I could live happily, and not be haunted by what just happened.
But, was that even fair to her?
Shouldn't she be entitled to an answer, since I was the man she had been in love with for thirteen years? How the f**k didn't I know about this? Did I play a blind eye to it too much to the extent that I never even realized her feelings for me were real?
What the hell did I do?
I sat in my chair and held my head in my hands.
How was I supposed to react?
Tricia was my be
