58. Not worth it

Dahlia Carrington

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As soon as I opened the door to my house, I felt all the energy drain from my body. I regretted my decision to break up with him, but I knew it was for the best.

I was ready to collapse on the couch and cry my eyes out when I saw Aurelie already lying on it. She was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt, looking nothing like she usually did. There was popcorn on the table and her eyes which were glued to the TV strayed to me when I came in.

She sat up at once.

“Why are you here?” We asked at the same time.

“I thought you were spending Thanksgiving with Damon?”

“I thought you all were going back home for Thanksgiving?”

“I’m French, honey. We don’t do that Thanksgiving shit.” I knew that but I thought she would take advantage of the holiday to see her family like Prisha did. “And you? Why are you back home? I was hoping to have the house to myself.”

“I broke up with him,” I admitted. I hated saying it out loud but I needed to hear myself say it before