Sickness of the Heart

A minute ago, I'd actually felt bad for Tristan, seeing how hurt he looked. But now? Looking out for myself means keeping my distance from him, no matter what.

When I got home, I flipped on the lights, put on some soft music, and dragged my yoga mat into the living room. I spent an hour doing yoga, letting the music soothe me. Then I opened the fridge and whipped up some dinner for myself.

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