Chapter 91. Run

Eryn’s POV

I cannot control my anger. The fact that we just had a fight and my hormones are all out of wack is a dangerous combination. I have been pacing my floor for the past hour, waiting for Atticus to return, but he hasn’t. I am beginning to think that he isn’t coming back, and soon, my anger turns into fear. I didn’t mean to push him away, but I did, and now there is a much more appealing choice downstairs.

I take a deep breath in through my nose and out of my mouth. I am catastrophizing again. My therapist has been working with me to see the error in my thinking. Not everything has to be doom and gloom. I am sure there is a very logical explanation as to why he hasn’t returned yet. Hopefully, that reason has nothing to do with his ex-mate at our door.

Once I am somewhat calm, I decide that I have two choices. I can get back into bed and wallow in my self-pity, or I can take a much needed shower. The bed looks inviting, but I have got to get back to li