47. Blocked

George Galanti

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I didn’t handle things well.

I was used to acting logically and not on my emotions, but I couldn’t help it when it came to Abby. I was mad at her, so I couldn’t stop myself from being harsh.

I was hurt when she left me in the bathroom at that stupid dinner and my stupid brain thought the only reasonable thing to do was to get back at her. I was deaf to whatever she was saying. I just wanted her to feel the way I felt that day.

If she was truly pregnant, it was a serious matter that involved me and I didn’t handle it well. Fuck.

I ran my hand over my hair. I had the strongest urge to break something in my office but I didn’t want my secretary to burst in again like she had done when Abigail was here.

Abigail had asked if I was fucking her too. She didn’t know that I couldn’t get near another woman without feeling irritated. She didn’t know that she was the only woman I was attracted to. She was the only woman I wanted. I’d never felt that way before so it was foreign