We talked about what the papers will say last night. She was packing when I got home. There was nothing in her eyes or expression when she looked at me. After we were done, she started texting her "friend". Seeing the packing and what we talked about just killed me. I had to retreat to my room to cry. I locked the door and turned the lights out. About an hour later, she tried to come in but since the door was locked, she didn't. It was a rough night for me.
This morning, I went to her room to make sure she was awake for work. She turned off her alarm by mistake. When she got done, she sat for a few minutes and talked (mentioned she tried to talk to me last night but the door was locked). Then she left.
I really need to work on putting a smile on my face when I see her. It's just been a rough two days.
