Nicole Harper
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Breaking up with Tristan was tricky because one, we weren’t even together, and two, he was still my stepfather and my boss. Even if I moved out, I’d still see him at work everyday.
And I wasn’t stupid enough to quit my job when I couldn’t find another one.
I spent the entire week avoiding him as much as humanly possible. I took the metro instead of his car, stayed late at the office so I wouldn’t have to ride home with him, and locked my bedroom door every night. Every time our eyes met across the dining table or in the office, my stomach twisted with guilt and shame.
I needed distance from him. I needed to breathe.
If I could put space between us, maybe I could think clearly again. Maybe I could remember why this was wrong without my body constantly betraying me e
