Sonia

By the time I got back home, I was still mad with fury. Dennis had ignored my calls all day, and even dared to block me on Freya’s phone.

I locked the door and went straight to the bedroom. The mirror caught my reflection as I stepped inside, and I paused, staring at the stress lines that laced my face.

“How did we get here?” I thought to myself. Dennis and I were good until a few days ago, when he decided to move back in with her. So what now? He can’t be in love with her, can ...