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.

and sat down beside her to wrap my arms around 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

about Justin again,

moved on, Anna? You really don’t feel

on too. Getting sad over a*sholes like John isn’t worth it. We deserve much better than

I don’t know…” She clutched onto my arm. “I feel like I’ve lost everything without him with me. What do you

appreciate you and cherish you for who you truly are, no matter what you did. You

over someone who

a veil seemed to lift from her eyes, and her shoulder slumped. I

just that the thought of her being this sad over John, who likely didn’t even regret

face, but I offered no more words of comfort, instead opting to pull her to

for a man,” I told her, handing her the sandwich

on the table as she slowly nibbled on the

on the couch, not saying a word. Worried that she might do something reckless if I left,

at me, saying quietly, “You

I don’t have to work tomorrow either. I

abandon her

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

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

I’ll be here at the drop of

time to themselves after a bad break-up. Knowing this,