59. Flawless

The only light in the room is a bedside lamp on her side of the bed. I can’t tell for sure if she is upset or worried right now, but things were definitely off. She crawled into the bed, and tucked herself in.

From the looks of it, she was asleep, so I walk inside the room slowly. A bathrobe wrapped around me tightly, and my hair was still damp. I did not feel at my greatest and nonetheless I knew I did not look too good either. It was like this sometimes…

I make my way to the dresser and pull out a simple loose T-shirt and a pair of boxers and after dressing, I slip into the bed. Laying on my back and staring at the ceiling, I can hear her breathe slowly. There was a slight unevenness in her breath and I wasn’t sure if she had been crying or not.

There was no way in hell I did not scare her earlier. Any sane person would have been still running away from me and I resent myself for not being able to stop myself from being nothing more than a dick tonight.

Pain has settled into my bo