Cold-Hearted: Part 7
**Part 7** The night passed a lot quicker than I was used to, and I woke to the earsplitting chirp of the alarm clock. Looking around groggily, I swatted at it and stopped the painfully loud shriek before it gave me a headache. The...
Cold-Hearted: Part 5
**Part 5** Pulling the door open, he stood there quietly with his hands laced in front of his stomach, a small plastic bag dangling from them. It looked liked it held some clothes. I didn't know why he hadn't moved all his clothes...
Cold-Hearted: Part 4
**Part 4** I'd never even been the least bit unfaithful. I didn't look at other guys as they passed, I didn't window shop, I didn't think about other guys, and I didn't even dream about other guys. I was happy when I had him, and...
Cold-Hearted: Part 2
**Part 2** Closing the fridge, I turned and looked out the window, getting lost in the slate gray evening sky and the way the snow flakes went sailing through the air in an almost perfect synchronicity, clogging up the streets and making it...
Cold-Hearted: Part 3
**Part 3** For a few moments after I woke up the next morning, I was dazed and confused because I couldn't see Brian in the dark room. The sky was still the same abiding gray, but it was a little brighter and it at least looked like the...