Danielle
After dressing in my pajamas quickly, I get under the warm covers, feeling absolutely distraught.
I spend hours and hours turning in my bed before I finally take my phone to text him in the hopes that I can still save at least something.
Dani: I’m sorry for what I said. You were right. I need to get out of here. And now my bed feels ridiculously empty without you.
My heart beats into my throat while I wait for his answer. I hate that it takes him so long to text back, something that actually never happens.
After a few painful minutes, the answer finally arrives and I take a deep breath before I lift my phone nervously to check the screen, shattering my heart completely.
Gio: I’m not your boyfriend. We are just f*****g. Don’t write me such idiotic things.
Wow!
Well, I
