#Chapter 184 – End of the Road

Days pass. And honestly, I don’t remember most of them. I spend most of my time staring out the passenger-side window contemplating my life, my choices, my relationship. Wondering how fast Christian is going to catch up to us, what he will do to Frankie and I when he does. The thoughts are so horrible sometimes that I just curl up in a ball and cry. At those times, Frankie usually reaches out, putting a strong hand on my back and simply being there for me while I work through my complicated thoughts, my emotions. But otherwise, he mostly just leaves me alone – which is precisely how I want it. Because honestly, I don’t really want to talk to Frankie about how incredibly much I miss Christian. How much I miss seeing him, hearing him laugh. How much I miss his steady hands, the warmth of his body next to me. The warm assurance that I got from his presence by my side. My husband, my friend. My Christian. God, I can’t believe I left him. I can’t believe…I walked away from tha