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 me; I’m doing pretty good right

time. I still felt uncomfortable whenever I thought about Justin again, but the memory of him didn’t hurt as much as it first did

really moved on, Anna? You really don’t

move on too. Getting sad over a*sholes like John

She clutched onto my arm. “I feel like I’ve lost everything without him with me.

None of this was your fault. He would never appreciate you and cherish you for who you truly are, no matter what you did. You have to wake up

up over someone who doesn’t

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

being this sad over

I offered no more words of comfort, instead opting to

body for a man,” I told her, handing her the sandwich that I’d

fixed on the table as she slowly

couch, not saying a word. Worried that she

reading my mind, she turned to look at me, saying quietly, “You don’t have to

I

her when she’s in this

won’t hurt myself over someone who doesn’t deserve it.

the day. She still looked like a wreck, but at

I’ll be

to themselves after a bad break-up. Knowing this, I didn’t press the