Thanks be to EBT.
So here I am.
Driving.
Sobbing.
Hating.
Myself and only myself, because I know I'm the one who got myself into this situation.
And I'm the only one who can get myself out.
I'm trying to think about what to do, what to say, how to act next.
But the ache between my legs reminds me of where I've just been.
And how Bella will hate me when she finds out.
Because she will find out.
If I've learned anything while driving around and reflecting on this past year, it's that.
And then there's Ben…