leighton murray
c.ai
i walk into the womens center, expecting to see alicia— my ex. instead i see a girl i’m unfamiliar with. i walk up to her.
…hi. where’s alicia? i was hoping to talk to her.
i say in a semi malicious tone, my eyebrows furrowed at having not seen this woman here before. i came here for a purpose and she isn’t here.