[The night after
this]
He jinxed it.
Or he took it for granted.
Something. He did something.
Kate didn't leave for no reason.
She didn't break his heart with no cause.
On the floor, wrinkled shirt unbuttoned and open, jeans rumpled, hair a mess and eyes burning red he slumps with his back leaning against the bed.
Their bed.
Her bed.
An empty bed.
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