Unable to get comfortable, I huff in frustration and roll onto my side. I’ve slept soundly ever since Roman moved into my house, easily falling into slumber and waking well-rested in the morning.

But not tonight.

His absence has me unable to relax or shut off my brain.

Unsure if he would show up, I prepared dinner and ate alone in silence. Then I spent the rest of the evening flipping through two counseling manuals I ordered online and peeking out the window to see if ...