The Universe Is Playing

"Breathe, baby," he urged in a calming manner. A sob ripped through her throat, finally breaking after months of stress.

"I miss you," she cried, her words muffled by her tears. "I feel like I can't do anything to reach you and the universe is playing a game to make sure we don't make it." The uninhibited fear in her voice scared him too. "I understand the distance and your work. But it's so overwhelming when people that have nothing to do with me keep poking me to break down."

He silently waited as she unloaded her frustrations, talking about the people in the supermarket who had stopped her and asked if she was waiting, being ambushed by likes on social media and the guy insinuating that he was okay with the rumors.