Eight Years, A Twisted Play

fade away. All I could focus

d she loo

w. He wasn't just forgetful or unobservant

s sick until I collapsed. The time I cut my hand badly while cooking and he just told me to put a bandage on it, his e

f his mother's birthday, picked up his dry cleaning. I did it all because I loved him, and I tol

her excuse in a l

in this crowded, silent bar, was so

love me. H

alm of utter devastation. When you've already lost

Mark pull Ethan to his fe

as just an architect managing a problem. A st

with me supporting most of Etha

ai

her eyes full of

Make sure he drinks a full glass of water with two aspirin before he goes to

I had never been privy to. I was the fiancée, and she was the one giving me instructions

"Let's exchange numbers. Just in case you n

knew what it really was. It was a power move. A way to inser

so don't let a doctor give him that if he gets sick. And he can't sleep

ectator in my own life, watching myself perform these humili

ntact, her screen lit u

from behind, his arms wrapped around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder. They both looked so

bit of strength

ars I had been holding back finally broke free. They streamed down my face in

, in building a life with someone. I thought that if you pour

was

nter console. I glanced at the

me know when y

ved without conscious thought, unlocking it with

at the top was with Mark, his best friend. My

in town. She's comin

now. I saw

is a good idea? The we

n. It's the only thing I could think of to get he

in the car felt thick and su

our wedding-the future I had poured my heart and soul into p

re building, it was all a lie. A calculated, manipulative perfo

onsuming, that it felt like my he