Early snow covered the landscape outside Flynn's bedroom window. We'd both been distant before we'd gone to bed and neither of us had closed the drapes. Flynn was sound asleep facing away from me, and my heart had still felt heavy from the night before. I quietly gathered some clothes and slipped out of his room. I made my way down the hall to one of the spare rooms to shower.
Dressing casually in jeans and a sweater, I headed downstairs to the kitchen. It was only seven a.m., and still dark. I made some coffee and sat quietly looking out of the glass sliders at the virgin snow on the lawn and wondered what I should do. I'd given up almost everything for him at the drop of a hat. What if Flynn finds her more fun than me? Lexi gave me a bad feeling.