Chapter 34 Delayed Confrontation

• Hailey
• That piece of shit skipped work today. Probably on purpose. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions, but my gut told me otherwise. And the evidence? Two coffee cups sitting just above the dishwasher, stained with remnants of black coffee. He always drank it black and bitter—just like his heart.
• Unlike me, he had the habit of waking up early and maintaining a perfectly balanced routine, excelling at everything he set his mind to. Even breaking hearts. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a schedule for which whore to fuck and when.