I drove home, then called Mark. When he answered I simply said, “Let me talk to her.” About a minute later she got on the phone. I asked her if she had anything to say to me, and she was silent. I asked her if she loved Mark, and she said she didn’t know.
It’s rare in life to find someone who understands you. Someone who can tell what you’re feeling with just a look or a smirk or an eye roll. Someone who can figure out how you’re feeling, when sometimes you can’t even find the words to express it yourself.