As I am packing my suitcase, getting ready to leave behind the love of my life, I feel arms wrap around my waist. I don’t give myself the chance to be enveloped by his warmth.
“Get away from me, Brad!” I bark.
“Please Trish, you don’t have to leave.” He says with tears forming in his eyes.
“Yes, I do. You made sure of that when you decided to cheat on me.”
He gets on his knees in a begging po...