You Chased Lights While I Bled
Language: en
I filed the paperwork to dissolve the gallery I had spent three years building for Alex. My business partner, Mitch, stared at me in sheer disbelief. "The renovations are practically finished," he said, his hands trembling as he held the drafts. "We’re just waiting on the final walkthrough. You’re not even going to wait for Alex to get back so you can cut the ribbon together?" I calmly pushed the set of keys across the mahogany table. "No. He’s too busy chasing the Northern Lights with his muse." We had been together for seven years. Every November, without fail, Alex would vanish for two…