Recovery

When I woke up, I looked at the clock and it was 8:00 a.m. I had slept all through the night. I sat up with a yawn and a long stretch. I tried to preoccupy myself by thinking of what to have for breakfast, or where I should move the couch. I didn't want to remember the events of yesterday. I stood up and stumbled into the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
As I sipped the black coffee, not my usual cream and sugar, I dazed off. I imagined yesterday. Had I not gone out, Logan would still be here, but maybe it was good that I found them together. This means for the past two years, Logan had been sneaking around on me. With Lilith, of all people. Just the way she had smirked at me as I entered my home, it made my fist clench the arm of the mug tighter.
The telephone rang and broke the silence. I jumped at the first ring.
"Hello?" I said.
"I've got your boyfriend and there is nothing for your sorry self to do. Logan never wanted you, he always had eyes for me. Your grandfather made a deal with Logan, if he married you, he could have 1/4 of the company. I guess Logan made his decision. Have a nice life, hag"
Click. The phone rang again.
"What do you want? You dirty, scheming woman! Don't call my home ever again or I will have call the police!" I screamed in rage.
"Heaven...?" said a caring voice.
"Oh, no, Joseph, I'm so sorry... it was just Lil- and she just... Logan is..." I stuttered, "um, could I come over and explain"
"Of course, of course, anytime..." said Joseph.
Joseph gave me the directions to his apartment. I plodded into the bathroom to shower. I took a long hot shower and washed away all my tears with my unclean spirit.
I got out and dried myself off. I was taking my sweet time getting ready. I wanted to look beautiful when I saw Joseph. Maybe he would appreciate me more than Logan ever could. I still wish that I had went with my heart and ran away with Joseph. Life would have been so much better. I sauntered over to my closet and picked out my favorite black dress. I slipped into some flats and pinned up my hair. I applied the slightest bit of makeup to my face. To look beautiful for Joseph, I had to be natural. I grabbed my pocketbook and slid out the door. I made sure to lock and relock the door.
'I'll have to change the lock,' I thought to myself.
I got into my car and started traveling down the road. I hoped I was doing the right thing by going to see Joseph. I kept driving until I reached Green Intersection. I took a right and a deep breath. It was the third house on the left.