Dead end

POV
Millie 


It's been forty-five minutes of laying in X’s bed and still no trace of him. His actions tell me everything I need to know, what I have already known, just confirmed. 

I don’t regret sleeping with him, it was hands down the best physical and emotional connection I’ve ever had with a man, but at the same time, I’m heartbroken. I’ve fallen for this person hard and way too fast. It took me about a year just to question if I loved Chase. 

I wish it could’ve just worked out with Chase or someone like him, for there to be minimal drama, an easy-going relationship, maybe even a little boring, but most of all, available for a future in some way. 

With X, it’s a dead end, he got what he wanted all along and now the dead end has been reached. 

I stand up off the bed and shamefully get dressed feeling worthless. 

I grab my bags off the floor and walk out of the bedroom with my head down full of depression. 

I tread down the hallway keeping my eye on the door I need to exit fr