You felt bad. You really did.

Jules was a great boyfriend. He really was. He tries his best but he couldn’t help you sleep at night. Not after all that had happened. You had a war inside you, and he couldn’t do anything to stop it. You were waiting for the day that he’d become the same as everyone else. Even if you didn’t realize it. Even if you knew he wouldn’t. It was like a little pearl, that you clutched onto even if you hated it. It wasn’t fair.