CHAPTER 55

Sasha J. Morales

It's going to be two weeks. Two fucking weeks since I heard from Jonathan. Two weeks that I wake up with an empty and cold place next to me. For two weeks I've been watching the door to our apartment as if I were a building guard.

I wouldn't have thought it possible for any other man than Damon to be in this state.

I'm just walking around our apartment going nowhere, just waiting for him to return.

In fact I could very well go find him since I am ninety percent sure that he continues to go to work. But I'm a coward and I faked the flu so I could stay. But I know people at work started to ask questions about my future in the company. Me too by the way.

I'm about to light my second joint because yes I have nothing else to do except smoke or sleep, when my mother bursts into my room. I hurry to put out the murder weapon and throw it in the trash.

-Sasha? I can enter ?

-Yes…you can come in, mom.

She walks into the room and immediately frowns. Damn, I'm toast.

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