Big Guy: You didn’t eat enough yesterday. Groceries were delivered this morning, but order something for lunch. I’ll be home in a couple hours.
Big Guy.
I read Dominic’s text. And burst into tears.
This is the first time he’s messaged me since he picked me up from that hotel in Vegas. And his name, or not name, in my phone is the perfect reminder of how he targeted me. The perfect reminder that it was all just some plan to get The Alliance in his pocket.
My heart doesn’t care about his reasons. Because reasons don’t make the betrayal any less painful.
I don’t reply to his text. I suddenly have no appetite. But I do go into his contact and delete the name.
I stare at my phone for a long time. There are lots of options, lots of insults I could use. But I end up simply typing in Dom.
