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.

arms around her, feeling slightly at a loss for what to do. “This is all going to pass. Look at

uncomfortable whenever I thought about Justin again, but the memory of

really don’t feel

over a*sholes like John isn’t worth it. We

I’ve lost everything without him with me. What do you think I did

of this was your fault. He would never appreciate you and cherish you for who you truly are, no matter

over someone who doesn’t

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

was just that the thought of her being this sad over John, who

Natalie’s face, but I offered no more words of comfort, instead opting to pull her to sit down at the

a man,” I

kept her gaze fixed on the table as she slowly nibbled

saying a word. Worried that she might do something reckless if I left, I decided

look at me, saying quietly, “You don’t

tomorrow either. I might as well stay the night to look after

abandon her

won’t hurt myself over someone who doesn’t deserve it. Please go home; I want to be left alone

She still looked like a wreck, but at least

then. Call me if you need anything. I’ll be here at the drop of

this, I didn’t press