For Himself – 4

If he had been my lover, husband, boyfriend, my stupid crying had some basis, but Teddie was a friend. 

 We’d never been physical.

That he would find a girlfriend shouldn’t be a shocker.  That she was beautiful was, to an extent, because Teddie wasn’t all that handsome.

I liked the way he looked, but beautiful women who can get beautiful men…?

I lay on the sofa guessing that I’d seen Teddie for the last time.

In a way, I had.

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