You’re Sleeping With Me Tonight

The hum of Victor’s car filled the silence between us as the city rolled by. Familiar places drifted past the window. Restaurants where he had once taken me out to during lunch breaks, bookstores I had shamelessly raided on his dime. Each sight tugged at me, reminders of moments we had shared, moments I had convinced myself meant more than they probably did.

My fingers itched against my lap, rest