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.

to do. “This is all going to pass. Look at me; I’m doing pretty good

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

You really don’t feel sad

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

know…” She clutched onto my arm. “I feel like I’ve lost everything

a piece of trash, Natalie, and there’s nothing you can do to change that! None of this was your fault. He would never appreciate you and cherish you

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

at me with wide eyes. After a long while, a veil seemed to lift from 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

sad

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

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

fixed on the table as she slowly nibbled on

Natalie sat motionless on the couch, not saying a word. Worried that she might

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

have to work tomorrow either. I might as well

I just abandon her when she’s in this

about, Anna. Don’t worry about me. I won’t hurt myself over someone who doesn’t deserve

was true that Natalie had calmed down considerably throughout the day. She still looked like a wreck, but at least she wasn’t

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

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