Hand In Hand

The tension between Brad and me hung heavy the air, casting a heavy shadow over every single interaction that we had. It had been two days, and every word he had spoken to me in the past few days hd been a grunt, or a barked out response.

One evening, as the sun dipped, I had finally hsd enough, and I decided that there was no harm in seeking advice from my closest confidantes,Kimora, Lee, and Margot.

I had sent them all ominous notes to meet me, telling them that er would be gathering in a quiet corner of the pack. As expected, I was the first person there, and when the rest got there, they say down quietly and watched me, waiting for me to speak.

I hesitated before pouring out the turmoil in my heart. "There's been a misunderstanding between Brad and me," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how to bridge fix things. He's ignoring me and he's angry at me, and it's confusing, but I think I'm angry at him too. It's affecting me very much, and I am afraid it mi