Our Story Ch.3
Revenge may not be the mature path, but I was done being ‘mature’. I just couldn’t get the thought of him…and HER…. Going behind my back, lying to my face, basically having an affair! After all we’d been through, he soberly and knowingly risked it all… On HER! I wanted to scream. I wanted to escape in the worst way. “Fuck it! I’m doing it!” I thought. I saved the number on the crumbled piece of paper to my phone. – You busy? We met at the bar last week – I texted. – No you wanna come over – I received back in no time. – Yea on my way. Sex wasn’t my priority…. I had visions of long white lines in my near future. That would be my escape. Anything else would simply …