Waste of Worth (DeLuca Duet Book 1) by Bethany-Kris

Author:Bethany-Kris [Bethany-Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bethany-Kris
Published: 2017-01-08T18:30:00+00:00

DINO stared at the ceiling of his bedroom, unwilling to move. Well, part of him was unwilling, the other part simply had no desire to face the day. Eventually, despite the way his body protested and his mind screamed at him to stay right where he was, Dino got up and headed for the bathroom.

He barely felt anything under the scalding hot water of the shower, and made it quick as to not waste more time than he already had. He wasn’t even in the shower long enough to fog up the mirror—his mistake—so he was stuck staring at his reflection when he got out.

Depression, Karen had said.

The men in this life didn’t talk about those sorts of things. And if by chance they did, it was almost always about someone’s wife who popped one too many pills or drank a bit too much at dinner to ignore what was happening around her.

He understood that depression was more than being stuck in bed or suicidal ideation. It was also wrapped up in a person’s sense of self, or even how they felt physically. Depression couldn’t be summed up in a neat little bow tied around a prescription bottle, despite how too many people thought they could fix depression by doing just that.

Karen meant no harm by bringing it up.

Unfortunately, Dino couldn’t get it out of his head.

It was also why, regardless of knowing he should take another day or two to relax as much as he could before heading back to work and showing his face, Dino forced himself out of Karen’s bed, into his own, and now, to get the hell out of his apartment. He didn’t want to feed into that whispering voice in the back of his head with its what ifs.

What if he was depressed?

What would that mean?

Dino wasn’t willing to find out, if only because he didn’t think it mattered. Feeding into the idea that he had a problem would do him no good in the lifestyle he lived. No one was out to lend him a helping hand, and if anything, something like that would only be another weakness to poke at. A very visible, raw wound that he couldn’t protect from people like his uncle.

It didn’t matter because it wouldn’t make a difference.

Feeling worthless was one thing. He didn’t see how being told there was a reason why he felt that way would make it better.

It wouldn’t.

Refusing to give his reflection or thoughts anymore time that morning, he headed out of the bathroom, a towel slung around his waist and a smaller one in his hand. He ran the smaller towel through his hair as he stepped into the closet of his bedroom, pulling out one of the three-piece suits hanging on the rack.

It was only after he was dressed and tying the laces of his black dress shoes did Dino finally feel like he might be able to handle getting through the hell the day was sure to bring. While the bruising

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