Love
I opened my eyes early in the morning but didn't leave bed. It had been two days after the charity gala, and I couldn't stop thinking of Ellis. I hadn't spoken to him since. I wished he'd call me. I realized that I was still in love with him, and my love grew each day. Love was mysterious. How could I love him still after he broke my heart, and we separated for over five years?
Deciding to distract myself from him, I called David. "Hello, babe," he answered. My heart hurt for him.
"Hey, how are you, and how's your mom?" he mentioned that she underwent surgery.
"I'm alright. Mother is still delicate, but the doctors say she will be alright in a few weeks," he answered.
We conversed, and he asked me to dinner tomorrow. I agreed. I'd use the time to break up with him.
