I park down the street from her house, and my lungs completely seize when I walk up with a bag of her things and see the black Jeep sitting outside. I nearly fall to my knees when Stacey emerges from the passenger side and heads for her front door. I drop her things on the ground and watch Jason’s car drive away. And there’s my answer. To say I’m heartbroken is an understatement. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way or know how to control it.
