I woke up the next morning, immediately feeling disgusted at how dirty and sticky my body felt. This was the first time Christopher hadn't helped clean me up. I sleepily reached out for him, my heart lurching when my hand touched cold, empty sheets instead.
Shouldn't communication be key to solving any problem? This was not going to work out if Christopher was so adamant about not talking to me and hearing me out.
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