Love from My Dominant Boss

I huffed. “I took a day off because my best friend broke up with her boyfriend, and I need time to make sure she’s doing alright, okay?”

I couldn’t help but wonder whether Michael was trying to start an argument on purpose.

Michael grew quiet. After a few seconds, I heard him hang up on me.

“What the hell?” I stared at my phone with a deadpan expression. He’s been acting weirdly irritating these past few days.

Deciding not to pay it much mind, I bought takeaway food for breakfast and went back to Natalie’s place. When I first got dumped, she had been there for me all throughout my healing process; now, it was my turn to do the same for her.

Natalie was already awake when I got back, her legs drawn up to her chest as she hugged them and stared off into space.

I set the food down on the dining table and approached her.

“Why didn’t you sleep for a while longer?”

“I can’t. Every time I close my eyes, the memory of him with that girl resurfaces in my mind.” She gave me a sidelong glance, her eyes starting to grow watery again.

her, feeling slightly at a loss for what to do. “This is all going to pass. Look at me; I’m doing pretty good right now! You’ll be able to forget him eventually;

emotion, and scars would fade with time. I still felt uncomfortable whenever I thought about Justin again, but the memory of him didn’t hurt as much as it

really moved on, Anna? You really

me; you’ll be able to move on too. Getting sad over

I’ve lost everything without

fault. He would never appreciate you and cherish you for who you truly are, no matter what you did. You

see that it’s not worth getting all worked up over someone who doesn’t deserve her

seemed to lift from her eyes, and her shoulder slumped. I knew that my words had gotten through to her rationality, but they might need some

this sad over John, who likely didn’t even regret his

face, but I offered no more words of comfort,

man,” I told her, handing

hung her head and kept her gaze fixed on the table as she slowly nibbled

Nonetheless, Natalie sat motionless on the couch, not saying a word. Worried

look at me, saying quietly, “You don’t have to stay, Anna.

work tomorrow either. I

her when she’s in

about me. I won’t hurt myself over someone who doesn’t

the day. She still looked like a wreck, but at least she wasn’t

you need anything. I’ll be here at

time to themselves after a bad break-up. Knowing this, I didn’t press the topic any further and left