Chapter 123

• It’s been three months since Megan left me and I still couldn’t understand why. I had a void in my chest, a void that Megan used to fill, but now it was just empty. I hadn’t lashed out or broken anything. I had gone home and packed all her clothes and stored them in the basement.
• I couldn’t stand the smell of her scent and I just didn’t understand what was going on. I tried to think of a moment where things had gone wrong, but I was stumped. Megan had left without a word, again, and I had to pick up the pieces.
• Seeing her clothes and trinkets just pissed me off. It took me back to times when we were happy. At least, I thought we were happy. I thought she loved me and that she was ready to spend the rest of her life with me, like I was ready to spend mine with her.