Katie sighs, silently cursing technology. She hadn’t wanted to believe it was an innocent mistake, but it seems it was. He hit a wrong button in the Facebook settings and blocked everyone from seeing his wall. More than anything, Katie hates being wrong, be it an issue of the brain or heart, she hates being wrong. Katie was wrong in both areas. Wrong to assume and wrong to pounce on the opportunity. She sends him an email after unblocking him, telling him she was wrong and that she was big enough to admit it, and she is sorry.
Katie pushes the mini-drama from her mind. Today was bigger than Facebook. Today she moved the last of her things from his house. Katie sighs. Her thoughts are all a mix and even her moody stomach is unsure what to feel. Except, when she thinks of it, Katie is starving. She pads into the kitchen, toasting a bagel before bed.
She faces a heavy workload again tomorrow, and she can’t even imagine what she’ll feel like at the end. She’s exhausted in every way. So Katie eats her bagel and goes to bed. She’ll figure out what moving out meant later. After the move.
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