Chapter 388

AMELIA Icall in sick for the next three days. I actually feel sick. The pain of losing Drake is physical, not just emotional, and I am racked with a killer headache, an upside-down tummy, and extreme fatigue. I can’t eat, can’t sleep. I can’t do anything other than cry. For me, for him, for my mom. For all the suffering in the whole damn world. He messaged me to say he’s getting me transferred to a different department at work, so at least I won’t have to face him every day. He probably told himself he was being kind. He’s not. He’s being a coward. This whole thing is about cowardice. He might say it’s just a break, that we need to figure things out and be sure of each other, but all I see is a man running scared. And I get it—this is scary. Love is scary. Hell, life is scary. None of us can ever know what’s going to happen next, but I was willing to take the chance. To take that leap of faith. I loved him enough to risk it all. And now, of course, I’m paying the price. I feel like I’l