What If
Category:
Mature
02.02.2026
Carol was in one of her blue funks. Why I didn't know, but they had been coming fast and furiously as of late. One minute, she was her normal cheerful self and the next; she was either the bitch from hell or on the verge of tears. Now it was total silence and depression.
I had asked her to accompany me on this business trip, hoping that it would help in some way. So far it hadn't helped a bit, it was actually worse.
