13: Anita.

With every step I take, I can still feel Hazel all over my body. After that first time, things hadn’t ended in his office. We quickly went to his home, and I lost track of how many times we’d either made love or flat-out fucked. There’s really no other way to put it. At times, he seemed out of control, and his eyes took on a primal look. Then other times, he was soft and sweet, and I truly loved him both ways.

It wasn’t just the things we did but the things he made me say. That I belonged to him and that no one would ever touch me but him. In the moment, even though it was intense, I loved every second of it. Now that the sun has started to rise, doubt and the reality of our situation has started to come back to me. He never once said he belonged to me.

“This is one hell of a walk of shame,” Frostie laughs with her window rolled down. I told her to wait at the bottom of the driveaway for me. All I have on is a pair of oversized snow boots that belong to Hazel and one of his sweaters t