distaste the second her eyes find mine.
“Don’t fucking speak to me,” I caution.
Her eyes water, but she drops her head before rebelling.
“It’s not my fault, Devin. Be mad at Nina or yourself. This had nothing to do with me.”
Fucking bitch. She’s probably loving this.
“I never want to see Nina again. I’ll kill her if I do.”
“Devin!” Ther gripes. “This wasn’t her fault. Both of you did this.”
The glass in my hand spirals through the air and shatters against the wall behind Ther’s head. The
pieces clank against the tile as they scatter to the floor, and Ther swallows hard.
“For the last fucking time, it wasn’t me! I would never have cheated on Adisia. Never! Do you
hear me?” I blare.
They all look away, unable to hide their betraying glares. They really do think it was me.
With exhausted defeat, Hale drops to the chair in front of me as I lower myself back down to my
own seat.
“We don’t know what to say around you right now. Look, Adisia just needs some time,” the
foolish sun releases.
“ Time ? She’s had too much time , and I know she’s only going to distance herself from me more
if I don’t find a way to make amends.”
They all just sit there silently, staring at me as if I’m that man on the ledge. Then they disperse
when they can’t think of anything else to say.
Camara’s phone rings just before she escapes and her eyes drop as she glances at her screen.
“Hey, give me just a minute,” she says to the silent other half of the phone.
I just watch her disappear into the padded room. I can’t help but hope it’s Adisia calling to tell
Camara she’s coming back. I pray she’s telling her she wants to surprise me.
I know it’s a waste of time to wish such a thing though. The way she ran away from me… I worry
I’ll never have her back again.
Everyone is huddled around laughing and drinking, and for the first time since Adisia left me, I
join in with them - though I listen to the conversations rather than engage. I’m sure they’re tired of
me bringing them down.
Camara and Deacon hold each other in a smoldering embrace that makes me sick with envy to
see.
I miss Adisia so terribly it physically hurts. Seeing another happy couple only pushes me to the
brink of losing all control and flooding the whole damn city. I hold it back though.
I’ll get her back.
Kry laughs with Ther, and Gemma flirts lightly with the man she has no idea is in love with her.
It only pisses me off to see everyone else so happy when I’m desperate to find my girl.
“Let’s head out to the bars. We need a night of peace before we go looking for the next attack,”
Ther says too obviously while tugging at Gemma’s hand.
“Sounds good. Kry? Deacon? Camara? Hale?” she asks hopefully.
She knows better than to fucking invite me after our earlier spat when Camara randomly inserted
herself once again.
“I’m game,” Kry chirps.
“Me too,” Hale murmurs before patting my shoulder.
“Not us. We’ll see you guys later,” Deacon says while swirling Camara around.
I almost smile when Camara gives in and lets her hair toss around, but my envy stirs again
instead. I only miss my wife more by the second.
Camara giggles wildly as Deacon tosses her over his shoulder, and they disappear from the room.
Her phone buzzes on the counter as soon as the door to their room shuts, and I pick it up to see the
letter A and the picture of a dove flashing across the screen.
I get sick, and I freeze rather than answer it like I should. I just stare blankly, my hope forming
and begging not to be ripped free from my grasp.
If it’s not her, it’ll shatter me. If it is, I don’t know if I can speak without falling apart.
The buzzing stops and I just stare at the inanimate device in my hand as I try not to crush it. I
take several deep breaths, and I try to plan out what I’ll say if it’s her. I have no idea if I can do this
without pushing her farther
“Don’t fucking speak to me,” I caution.
Her eyes water, but she drops her head before rebelling.
“It’s not my fault, Devin. Be mad at Nina or yourself. This had nothing to do with me.”
Fucking bitch. She’s probably loving this.
“I never want to see Nina again. I’ll kill her if I do.”
“Devin!” Ther gripes. “This wasn’t her fault. Both of you did this.”
The glass in my hand spirals through the air and shatters against the wall behind Ther’s head. The
pieces clank against the tile as they scatter to the floor, and Ther swallows hard.
“For the last fucking time, it wasn’t me! I would never have cheated on Adisia. Never! Do you
hear me?” I blare.
They all look away, unable to hide their betraying glares. They really do think it was me.
With exhausted defeat, Hale drops to the chair in front of me as I lower myself back down to my
own seat.
“We don’t know what to say around you right now. Look, Adisia just needs some time,” the
foolish sun releases.
“ Time ? She’s had too much time , and I know she’s only going to distance herself from me more
if I don’t find a way to make amends.”
They all just sit there silently, staring at me as if I’m that man on the ledge. Then they disperse
when they can’t think of anything else to say.
Camara’s phone rings just before she escapes and her eyes drop as she glances at her screen.
“Hey, give me just a minute,” she says to the silent other half of the phone.
I just watch her disappear into the padded room. I can’t help but hope it’s Adisia calling to tell
Camara she’s coming back. I pray she’s telling her she wants to surprise me.
I know it’s a waste of time to wish such a thing though. The way she ran away from me… I worry
I’ll never have her back again.
Everyone is huddled around laughing and drinking, and for the first time since Adisia left me, I
join in with them - though I listen to the conversations rather than engage. I’m sure they’re tired of
me bringing them down.
Camara and Deacon hold each other in a smoldering embrace that makes me sick with envy to
see.
I miss Adisia so terribly it physically hurts. Seeing another happy couple only pushes me to the
brink of losing all control and flooding the whole damn city. I hold it back though.
I’ll get her back.
Kry laughs with Ther, and Gemma flirts lightly with the man she has no idea is in love with her.
It only pisses me off to see everyone else so happy when I’m desperate to find my girl.
“Let’s head out to the bars. We need a night of peace before we go looking for the next attack,”
Ther says too obviously while tugging at Gemma’s hand.
“Sounds good. Kry? Deacon? Camara? Hale?” she asks hopefully.
She knows better than to fucking invite me after our earlier spat when Camara randomly inserted
herself once again.
“I’m game,” Kry chirps.
“Me too,” Hale murmurs before patting my shoulder.
“Not us. We’ll see you guys later,” Deacon says while swirling Camara around.
I almost smile when Camara gives in and lets her hair toss around, but my envy stirs again
instead. I only miss my wife more by the second.
Camara giggles wildly as Deacon tosses her over his shoulder, and they disappear from the room.
Her phone buzzes on the counter as soon as the door to their room shuts, and I pick it up to see the
letter A and the picture of a dove flashing across the screen.
I get sick, and I freeze rather than answer it like I should. I just stare blankly, my hope forming
and begging not to be ripped free from my grasp.
If it’s not her, it’ll shatter me. If it is, I don’t know if I can speak without falling apart.
The buzzing stops and I just stare at the inanimate device in my hand as I try not to crush it. I
take several deep breaths, and I try to plan out what I’ll say if it’s her. I have no idea if I can do this
without pushing her farther
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