C35 James


I had someone from the hotel come up to pack my things for the trip. And Audrey’s things. I didn’t even let myself think about it. 
I stared out the window at the hazy-looking morning, seeing nothing. I was too obsessed with the pain I was feeling. With the why of it. 
Why she’d told me she loved me. And why she’d left.
I’d tried to run after her out of the Plaza