Her joints screamed as the winter chill ran through her veins and iced her skin. It was so cold out and this blizzard was never-ending.

Julia huddled around the oven pumping heat into the 500 square-foot apartment, something her mother said to never do but it's not like the heat worked.

"Why the hell did I go out there?" Julia said aloud to the appliances.

She threw Ryan out for a reason but months of anticipation made the actual act much harder. She wasn't even sure if it was going to be today, but in the end it was. He was an asshole, nothing new, but tonight he came to her place just expecting she's fuck him and let m go back to that wife of his like it was no big deal. She was done being his play thing. She was done being just some ass he could get before heading home.

He wnt shocked when she three him out, but the abruptness that he just left caused her to dash out and try to salvage what she'd just ruined. Julia knew it was stupid but getting attached to Ryan was something she still hadn't admitted to herself until that moment.

The outside snow was thick and fluffy but he still caught a cab in less than thirty seconds. Now sheere she was half naked and on the veg of ending it all. The knife in her hand had a long night ahead of it. That, too, wasn't the first time she'd make that choice. Ryan was the only person who'd accepted her in any way. Now after the moment of doing the right thing, she was alone again.

She grabbed the knife and felt it cut. It raced her heart better than any orgasm. Yes, the blade would make a fine replacement in ryan's absence.