14 | V/S EARLY MORNING DECISIONS

VINCE

I stepped out of the warm shower and went back into my room. It had been long since I’d had a break from work. There was no one to disturb me either, since it was a Sunday.

Usually, even when I stayed at home, I kept myself busy with work as much as possible. But today, the only thing filling my head was Joy. Getting dressed, I walked into the garage, grabbing my car keys from the wall hanger.

I didn't think for once as I got in the car, or even when I started the engine. It did click when I was already halfway to her house, and, at this point, I did not feel like turning back.

The last time I’d given my heart to someone, she had broken me in ways I couldn’t fathom going through again. But who wanted to be healed? One thing was certain: women loved broken men and were inevitably attracted to them. They hoped for the impossible—changing them. But the change in a broken person was rare, and I was beyond repair. The word 'broken' f