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.

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

was never a permanent emotion, and scars would fade with time. I still felt uncomfortable whenever I thought about Justin again, but the memory of him didn’t

Anna? You really don’t feel

you’ll be able to move on too. Getting sad over a*sholes like John

feel like I’ve lost everything without

do to change that! 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 over someone who doesn’t deserve her love and attention? Does she

slumped. I knew that my words had gotten through to her

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

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

shouldn’t ruin your body for a man,” I told her, handing her the sandwich

kept her gaze fixed on the table as she slowly nibbled

word. Worried that she might do something reckless

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

I might as well

could I just abandon her when

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

was true that Natalie had calmed down considerably throughout the day. She still looked like a wreck, but at least she

then. Call me if you need anything. I’ll

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