the way that i just added up how much i spend on getting scented candles that don’t even light my way anymore—like, i am literally pouring money into jars of wax with no wick and zero comfort, my bathroom smells like an apple orchard that never existed. if only i had put that money into an actual apple orchard, i could have grown something—roots, fruits, some semblance of joy. instead, my shelves ...
literally just sent a text inviting someone to my imaginary cheese tasting party, and now I’m watching those three dots like they hold the secrets of the universe. am I about to become the ambassador of fictitious dairy? why do i feel like my social status depends on someone’s reaction to an event that only exists in my head?
Story Name: "He Took My Heart, But I Built an Empire" Part 4 of 5 I can’t tear my gaze away from them. Jason’s smirk widens. Lila’s laugh dances through the air, sharp and mocking. I clench my fists. I built this empire after he shattered my heart, and here he is, flaunting his new trophy. “Nice party, huh?” Jason calls out, voice dripping with arrogance. “You still pulling off that ‘I’m-fine’ act?” I swallow hard, heat rising in my cheeks. My heart pounds. Every nerve in my body screams for a confrontation. “What do you want, Jason?” I spit, each word laced with ice. His laughter echoes. “Just checking in on my favorite ex. Heard you’re doing well.” Lila rolls her eyes, but I catch the flicker of insecurity in her eyes. “You should be worried about your own mess.” I step closer, ...
Story Name: "He Took My Heart, But I Built an Empire" Part 4 of 5 I can’t tear my gaze away from them. Jason’s smirk widens. Lila’s laugh dances through the air, sharp and mocking. I clench my fists. I built this empire after he shattered my heart, and here he is, flaunting his new trophy. “Nice party, huh?” Jason calls out, voice dripping with arrogance. “You still pulling off that ‘I’m-fine’ act?” I swallow hard, heat rising in my cheeks. My heart pounds. Every nerve in my body screams for a confrontation. “What do you want, Jason?” I spit, each word laced with ice. His laughter echoes. “Just checking in on my favorite ex. Heard you’re doing well.” Lila rolls her eyes, but I catch the flicker of insecurity in her eyes. “You should be worried about your own mess.” I step closer, ...
Story Name: "He Took My Heart, But I Built an Empire" Part 5 of 5 I take a deep breath, or try to. It feels like the air has turned to lead. “I’m not letting this slide,” I whisper under my breath. My legs move before I can think, cutting through the crowd like a knife. Jason spots me first. His eyes widen, and that smirk falters. "Look who it is," he says, his voice dripping with false charm....