I spent the night without Dmitri on my side.

There are things that I don’t understand about him, and I hate how he invalidate my feelings, my work, my time, and my decision.

Still, I miss him. I want to be next to him soon.

To be honest, I am a little hopeful that he would call me in the morning, but I see not even a single call. I wonder what his deal is.

I stretch my feet and my hands and get off the bed. I appreciate the sunray that’s kissing my face this morning.

I feel better now that I’ve rested, as long as I don’t ride...