SADE

I stared at the clock like I've done every night for the past week, watching it tick, the sound echoing in my head.

He hasn't been here for a week now. He didn't even come late at night and left early. The untouched dishes I made for him were evidence of that.

So every night, I sit in front of the clock, watching time go by and wondering, will he be back tonight? But every night I get the same answer.

But… a large part of me was relieved he didn't come back.

I was relieved ...