The Other Man
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It was an obsession that had kept me company for so long that I needed it. Needed it to get through the day.
And as if unrequited love weren’t enough, our lives were securely and inevitably entwined. It wasn’t even an issue of seeing him daily. This was an hourly affliction, with shared car rides, classes, and often, when I went home, even shared dinners between our close-knit families. There was no escape, no relief, no reprieve from the barrage of feelings that I held inside of me for a guy who’d barely given me solid eye contact for nearly two years.
I was so screwed.
This dilemma had been the contentious focal point of my life for so long that a lot of other things slipped my notice.
Significant things.
Important things.
Things I’d soon come to regret.
COMING SOON!