To Chase or Not?

I wanted to chase, to get some clarity. But as I saw the lunchbox thrown into the trash can, my courage faltered.

It wasn't just the lunchbox he discarded, nor the food inside. It was my feelings he threw away.

So why bother chasing, asking, only to embarrass myself?

I put down the lunchbox I had retrieved and walked back to my hospital bed, no longer able to bring myself to eat.

The person who had brought back the lunchbox seemed to catch the drift and carefully placed it in front of me.

"Just take it back," I said.

"No, it's fine..." the person withdrew their hand.

"It was you who picked it up, it should be yours. Besides, you can eat it without worry," I said, before picking up my fork again and angrily digging into my meal.

Conrad caught someone's eye from across the room, signaling them to take the lunchbox away and then stopped me from continuing to fork a meatball, "Don't take out your frustration on my food." After a pause, he added, "Maybe Ernest left because he saw me here."

That hit me hard. I remembered Conrad wiping my face earlier, and my heart felt sore.

seemed like I couldn't clear

the food in front of

until Jacqueline called. "Felicia,

was taken aback, "Jacqueline,

a fight, so I just wanted to check in," Jacqueline's words made

crossed my mind. Had Conrad gone to confront Ernest after

Jacqueline rambled on a bit

Jacqueline, I left the

day I was back at work, and as if on cue, I bumped into Grant as soon as I

Hudson, you look even more... shall we say, slim and trim than a

and a recent flood, I had dropped

Seems effective, Mr. Smith noticed," I managed, hiding my inner turmoil behind

lost weight too, at least

if

not because whenet

him, all

he looked at me.

didn't respond to that, and Grant stepped closer, "So,

stubbornly added, "We've broken up, why make

fiancée and I argue all the time, 'breaking up more often

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