The office was modern looking.
With a apple computer on the marvellous mahogany desk.
I ran my fingers over the smooth varnished wood.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little yellow post it note under the key board.
Flipping the key board over In red marker it said
Meet Myra at 2pm
"Myra!" I scoffed " who the fuck is Myra?!" Then it hit me.
The over powering grief hit me like a truck, all the late nights, all the business days, all the emails and texts and letters were from her.
I couldn't help but feel like it was my fault.
Why else would he need to be seeing someone else unless I wasn't good enough.
And then I shattered into a million pieces.
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Remember Me.
RomanceLilian is a beautiful girl who's dreams of a full life along side her high school sweet heart Aaron. But Aaron has a secret, a life threatening secret. To Lilian the people Aaron mixes with a strange. But to Aaron they are customers. Aaron's boss vi...
