Shattered Illusions

I waited 20 minutes after she left, then grabbed my keys. I’m not proud of

it. But you don’t get a message like “last night was insane” and just sit at

home. I drove to the gym first. Nothing. Then I remembered

a small bar across town she used to go to in her early 20s. Sure enough her

car was parked outside. My heart was pounding so hard I could barely breathe. I walked around

the corner and peeked through one of the windows. And there she was. Laughing.

Leaning in. Touching this guy’s arm. The same guy from the gym I’d seen

once or twice Aaron. But the worst part? He kissed her. And she kissed him