Sawyer
At least…that’s what should have happened. That’s how I imagined it happening in my mind when I replayed that moment in my head over and over. I wish that’s what happened. I was too much of a chicken s**t to step around the corner and stop the conversation before it felt like the insides of me were melting, before I couldn’t breathe, before Ray had to pull me away because I was about to lose my s**t on them, well more her than him.
I closed my eyes as I laid on my couch, not able to make it to my bed. It’s been a 2 weeks and I haven’t had the courage to make it into work. I’ve called Eli letting him know I’ve come down with the summer bug that was going around. That would by me some time at least and after that, it was excuse after excuse. I'm surprised I haven't been fired yet. A
