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.

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 to forget him eventually;

felt uncomfortable whenever I thought about Justin again, but the

really don’t feel sad anymore?”

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

“I feel like I’ve lost everything without him with me. What do you

can do to change that! None of this was your fault. He would never appreciate you and cherish you for who you truly

she see that it’s not worth getting all worked up over someone who

with wide eyes. After a long while, a veil seemed to lift from her eyes, and her shoulder slumped. I

sad over John, who likely didn’t

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

for a man,” I told her, handing

on the

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

my mind, she turned to look at me, saying quietly, “You don’t have to stay, Anna. I’ll be

work tomorrow either. I might as well stay

could I just abandon her

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

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

if you need anything. I’ll be here at

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