She had been looking forward to their trip, especially when she thought about her most recent failed relationship at home.
However, something still bothered her more than the relationship itself. The thought whirled around in her head constantly for the last few weeks…she really didn’t give a shit about it.
Shouldn’t she care? Shouldn’t she cry and watch old movies and gossip to her girlfriends about him? But she did not. She felt thrilled, tickled even that she did not have to pretend anymore.
When her friends called concerned for her, Lexi brushed off the comments feigning sadness in attempt to appear less than heartless.