It's been 3 years since the Selection. Melissa doesn't know it yet, but I haven't been feeling particularly close with her anymore. I know it will break her heart, but I honestly don't care anymore. I thought with her being the One, it would change how I feel towards her, but it doesn't. I mean it was good while it lasted, but she just doesn't fit in here. She can't be the One that I need. Plus I don't feel guilty cheating on her, I mean if I truly loved her, wouldn't I feel a little guilty. "Roman, snap out of it," Dean said, snapping his fingers at me, "you've gotta snap out of it, you seriously need to stop zoning out man."
"Fuck off Dean," I said angrily.
"What the fucks your problem?" Seth asked.
"I'm just fucking over this whole shit. Melissa, the kids, everything. I just want out of this goddamn life."
"You've got to be kidding me!!" Dean exclaimed.
"Who the fuck changed your mind? And who are you fucking that made you think this way towards Melissa? That woman has given you everything, and you know better than anyone that she loves you more than her own life."
"None of your damn business who I'm fucking."
I heard a shatter of glass behind me, turning I saw Melissa tears streaming down her face. Before I could say anything she was running from the room, Dean and Seth hot on her heels. I stood and walked to the window of my office, I saw Gretchen emerge from the restaurant taking off in the same direction as Melissa. My phone rang, "You are a complete asshole towards her, she's done nothing but love you completely, and selflessly. Galina would be so ashamed to have ever loved you," Gretchen said, ending the call.
Guilt. Damn it. I do feel guilty. Guilty at what Galina would think of me. Guilty of how I hurt Melissa.
