The Bound Between Us

Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004

Nine out of ten women suffer the same post-breakup blues.

You want to see your ex, but pride just won't let you.

Anastasia could tell Monica needed to let it all out. She nudged her, "Go on, have a good cry. You'll feel better. Like you always say, 'Men are everywhere—there's no shortage. We're not about to run out of options!"

Monica sniffled, "Where are all these men, though? Two-legged ones? That's just eunuchs. I want a three-legged man-and the third leg better be the thickest, the biggest."

Anastasia stared at her, momentarily at a loss. Was this really what heartbreak looked like?

She glanced around the café—thank goodness, hardly anyone was there to overhear Monica's wild rant.

"Anastasia, you're coming with me tonight. We're going man-hunting," Monica demanded, clinging to her hand. "He has to be hot, and good in bed. Jason? Please. All he had going for him was stamina, thick legs, and a killer body-big deal..."

Anastasia gaped, unsure if Monica was bragging or complaining. Was this heartbreak, or a humblebrag?

She couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, I get it. Your Jason-lasts forever, thick legs, great in bed, perfect body. No wonder you're so upset. Losing a gem like that is rough!"

"Gem, my ass," Monica huffed, lapsing into her hometown slang.

grinned. "Monica, you're drinking coffee, not tequila. Are

looking like a kicked puppy. “Ana, my heart

Anastasia teased. "Who wouldn't feel awful

with me," Monica declared dramatically. "Tonight,

hall pass from Herman," Anastasia joked, grabbing her

have a drink?" Monica scoffed. "Ana, you get yourself a man and forget your girls. You'll get tipsy, go home to Herman for your little

mid-text, cracking up. She looked at Monica. "Want

shook her head, suddenly

checking Monica's forehead. "How

the mention of his name, Monica's eyes brightened, but the hope vanished just as quickly. "No way. I'm not that

there was a knock

was standing outside, his sharp features reflected

wildly. She shot

Anastasia shrugged. "Not me."

only texted

through the front door. Monica panicked; there was nowhere to hide. She wanted to crawl

going to the bathroom!" Monica whispered,

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