Coffee

"You can't be his only friend. His world doesn't and shouldn't revolve around you. He isn't your property, or anyone else's for that matter."

That was what's repeating in her head. She already knew this. She'd gone through this countless times. Now, it was happening again.

She took a deep breath and sipped her coffee. Her forehead wrinkled as she did so. She had never liked coffee. She probably never will. But at that moment, even coffee would suffice to silence her troubled mind.

...
to be continued