As soon as he stepped into the small apartment, he instantly regretted coming home. He immediately wished he hadn’t. Every fiber in his body screamed at him to turn around, run away, and never return. But instead, he forced himself forward and shut the door quietly behind him.

A part of him wanted to turn around and bolt out of the building and never come back. Another part of him told him that he should go talk to her. He couldn’t ignore what he felt anymore. This pain he was feeling wasn’t just physical or emotional. It was something deeper than that. It was the kind of pain you feel...