“No.”
“Was this guy someone who hurt you?”
I wish he had. It would have been easier. “No, I hurt him. I had to… end things.”
She stares at me. “I’m sorry. What do you need me to do? Let me know how I can help.”
“I’ll be okay.” I attempt a smile and dab at the corners of my eyes. “I’ll be fine.”
That’s what I have to tell myself from now on.
That I’ll be fine even if deep down I don’t believe it.