As agreed, Daniel is already waiting for me at the border. I get in the car and leave out a big sigh. My best friend turns to me, worried.
“Are you sure?”
“I did what I had to, Danny. This is more important for now…”
I take out the letter I received this morning. Just a simple card, with a question. But this is Diego’s handwriting, no doubt. That bastard just sent me a f*****g “missed me?”. I crumple it between my fingers. I don’t even have the words for how much I hate him.
“Why didn’t you just tell him?” Asks Danny while starting the car.
But I shake my head. I already took my decision this morning.
This past week with Nate was… Heaven. I lived without worries, with the best lover one could hope to wake up next to, every morning. I could have gotten seriously used to that, and ea
