One step onto the marbled foyer and the soles of my wet shoes squeaked. I removed them slowly along with my coat to buy time, but also not wanting to make my presence known. I needed to see them in all their glory. I needed to see the look in his eyes as he had someone who wasn’t me. As sad as it was, I needed to know if someone else could make him feel the way I once had, because if I was going to break, I needed to break completely. I couldn’t take the in-between any longer.
