Chapter 91

Melissa

Within the confines of my car, I let it all out. The hot tears, the sobs that clogged my throat tightly and waited for me to be alone before erupting.

I fought back the tears, angry that I was doing little in obliterating the emotional part of me. I disliked the fact that little things could still affect me when I was supposed to just shove it off and move on.

Maybe it was because I had high expectations which Dexter had successfully shattered.

I dug into my bag in search of my phone so I'd call the only one who genuinely cared about me. Simultaneously my...