Chapter 214 Sick And Tired

• I woke up the next morning, immediately feeling disgusted at how dirty and sticky my body felt. This was the first time Christopher hadn't helped clean me up. I sleepily reached out for him, my heart lurching when my hand touched cold, empty sheets instead.
• Shouldn't communication be key to solving any problem? This was not going to work out if Christopher was so adamant about not talking to me and hearing me out.
• I perked up upon hearing sounds of water rushing coming from the bathroom. Pushing myself out of bed, I went to the closet and dug out the outfit I'd bought for him last time, setting it out on a chair for him. He'd always treasured this outfit and had only worn it once when we went out on a date.