Fissures of Trust

Jaxon

How long could I go? On and on with this?

I tried so hard to forget those blank cold stares she gave me the last time. Those empty stares and polite nods didn’t shred through what was left of my pride. Watching her walk past me in the halls with her shoulders straight and chin high didn’t ignite a rage so wild it threatened to burn me alive from the inside out.

Everyday I was hanging on the thinner side of my last ...