The wind whipped through the city and she stared outside the hotel room. Her heart shattered in a million pieces but even with the pain they glowed white hot like the lights of the city below.
She lost the battle.
She lost the war.
She did not even realize she was fighting for something until she realized what had happened.
Reason lost, the battle and all she could do was surrender and accept she was in love with him.
The man she had followed around on tour for so many years. Who she had saved from himself more than once. The person she considered her best friend.
The taste of him would forever remain on her tongue. The sound of his love in her ears would always haunt her. His gleaming eyes filled with mischief and love would stalk her forever. She would remain drunk on him and stumble around this planet knowing why he chose to take the other woman as his wife.
Foolish girl. Men like him do not fall in love and marry their assistants.
They fall in love with models and have gorgeous babies.
"Dear hell." she said aloud as she thought of the babies they would have.
She took a long drink of her vodka and sighed as she turned to the bags next to the door.
She was leaving tonight. Red eye back to the west coast. Back to a new life she needed to find.
Somewhere there was someone who would choose her.
Somewhere,
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