I arrived at Baltimore’s train station three minutes late for my trip to Atlanta.
By the time I boarded, the carriage was already crowded. I pulled my suitcase behind me, searching for the window seat I had reserved.
Someone was sitting in it.
Brianna.
Christopher’s new corporate intern.
My fiancé was beside her, carefully arranging his wool coat across her lap as though her comfort were his personal responsibility…. Continue Reading ⬇️
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