Alone Again

Mark

I’d spent the entire morning holed up in my room, rewatching this video over and over again. The short confrontation I had with Anna a couple of nights ago had been on my mind since I woke up. Even if I wanted to ignore it, I couldn’t.

It seemed someone had secretly taken a video of us that night and now every major media handle was talking about it.

Once again, my outburst was costing me my reputation. However, I didn’t care much about that. Watching that night over and over again, I realized how insensitive and disrespectful I’d been. She wasn’t my property, but I sure made it seem so. No wonder she quit on me.

I was hoping she’d come around to tender her resignation the morning after. It would give me a chance to properly apologize for being such an asshole, but she never did.

Heaving a deep sigh, I tossed my iPad away and sat on the bed, wishing I could take back that day.

How did it go so wrong? After the conversation with my mother, I was convinced I wanted to be with Ann