“That's it. I've had it with men, Abby,” Ella fumed as she cut the umpteenth photo of her most recent ex-boyfriend into tiny pieces.
Her very recent ex-boyfriend, in fact. Just hours ago she'd walked into his apartment in the middle of the afternoon, intending to surprise him after arriving home early from a weekend work conference. Well, she'd certainly surprised him, and the woman who'd been riding him like a horse was shocked to see Ella there, too.
Ella hadn't freaked out at him like she'd seen so many times in movies and on television. She'd held it together quite well for the brief time she remained in the apartment.
“Don't let me interrupt your riding session,” she'd told the woman. “Though you may want to put blinders on this one; he seems to stray easily,” Ella finished before turning and walking out.
She'd held it together long enough to make it home before breaking down on her living room floor. And that's where Abby…"
