From the Embers

by Aly Martinez

Having company in hell didn’t change the fact that you were still actually in hell.

Knowing wouldn’t change what had happened. No matter how many lies I uncovered, it wouldn’t unbreak my heart.

I was done hurting. Done burning at the stake for a man who had never given a damn about me.

When it came to dealing with personal disasters, I had two speeds: obsession or turbo obsession. There wasn’t a lot in between.