It's only been a day since I left him, but it feels like an eternity. The apartment is eerily quiet while Sarah and her boyfriend, Marcus, are visiting his family for the next six days. I have all technology switched off, so Jake can't contact me and I'm slowly dying inside. It doesn't feel like I belong back here, in this apartment. Queens isn't where I should be anymore either.
The anger sweeps through me, followed closely by grief, then mourning. I can't seem to be still, every part of me cycling through emotions over and over. I feel like I'm caught in a nightmare I can't wake up from and everything around me is so surreal. My palms are cold, my body trembles, but I feel hot and sick. I've tried to do something other than lie on the bed and sob, but I've lost all my capabilities.
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