Chris’s POV
Do I go to her? Do I not go to her? What do I do? I’m not sure. I miss her. I’m angry. I’m jealous. I hate myself for being jealous. I miss her. I need her. I want her. I don’t know what to do with myself. When did I become this shell of a man.
The papers that I have been looking at, for the last three hours, start to blur. I need sleep. I didn’t get an ounce of sleep last night. She left so mad at me. I know that it’s my fault. I hate that I upset her but can’t she see how hard this is for me?
If the shoes were reversed, I doubt that she would just let me walk it off. As a matter of fact, I’m almost sure of it. One of the guards that I sent to watch over her had come back. He said that they weren’t permitted on the property and Toby’s guards would take over.