Sarah Bernard

g emotions. Evening was drawing neigh and the bed felt like the best place to be. The weight of anger and jealousy pressed upon me

ose things and expected me

ost feel the sharp edges of insecurity cutting into my consciousness. As she recounted the interview, time seemed to elongate into an interminable s

urs more than the time she told me that she would return home. She kept

concoction of resentment and inadequacy. The vivid images of her laughing at her boss's jokes and sha

ars of her forming a connection stronger than ours. I was gripped by the ir

e me or did she see me like a brother? Would anything I say make any

am resonating with every missed opportunity to confess my feelings. The words lingered on the tip of my tongue,

ored the silence that enveloped my unvoiced confessions. The interplay of anger, jealousy, an

n't confess my feelings to her. At that moment, the bed that was once a place of comfort transformed into

ard I saved to buy it. The most annoying part was the annoying experience that I had when I was at the jewelry shop. Th

ain as though it was ju

t of shock, the ring fell off my hand, bounced on the floor, and

nger of losing my ring. "You know yo

check on you, you seem a bit off." She said. Her tone was compelling, but I

d." I said. "Anything else yo

. If you are not too angry,

he best parts of living for me was food.

ining table, re

in the conventional sense. Instead of a traditional dinner spread, an array of tempting snacks reigned supreme. Glistening bowls brimmed with

oping to see real food on the tabl

emed like hesitant guests in this snack-dominated affair. The table, usually reserved fo

tly eat what

u cooked," I

ad to buy all these." She said and I nodded

d meal, but we can do with this," I

od piece of art. I know you are the best, so I enrolled you in a completion. T

wing and looked at her. "

r paintings are too good to stay hidden," she started. "Okay, see i

mission? What kind of a person are you?" I yelled. I was angry at Sarah for the second ti

help. She didn't deserve the treatment I gave her. I had added the pr

go to h

door to surprise her as soon as I got there

ened the door. I saw her completely naked and I was compelled to enter the room.