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28-Parties, Tension, Dismissed Emotions.
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Until You. 29-Breakups, Penthouses, Grey Sweatpants.
OLIVIA.Have you experienced that intense mix of anger and sadness? It's like the weight of fury is bearing down on me, suffocating and frustrating. I have this overwhelming urge to scream, at anyone, anything, maybe even him. I want to shout until my voice gives out, just so he knows the depth of my anger. But I need to be sure he doesn't see how deeply he's hurt me. I refuse to give him that satisfaction.My phone buzzed with a message, and I let out an exasperated sigh, annoyed by the intrusion into the protective bubble of anger I'd wrapped around myself. I straightened up as I glanced at the caller ID.Dante: I heard about what happened. Are you okay? Do you need someone to talk to?Me: Oh my God, who told you?Dante: You do realize your boyfriend's my little brother, right?Me: I'm fine.Dante: ...Me: He hurt me again. Completely disregarded my feelings, made me feel stupid, all in front of her.Dante: Do you want to talk about it in person? We could grab coffee? Or hang out? O
Until You. 30-Fries, Desire, Pricey Wine.
OLIVIA."Hey," I managed to muster as I took in the sight of him without a suit."Hi," He responded, his expression still stoic but with a hint of warmth in his eyes."Thank you for inviting me," I murmured, adjusting a stray strand of hair behind my ear."Of course, anytime," Dante responded, his tone steady and comforting."I grabbed those fries you were debating earlier. Thought they might help brighten your mood," he offered.I mustered a smile, trailing after him as he guided me towards the kitchen.As we walked, a bizarre thought flitted through my mind - What if he's about to stab me with a butcher knife? What if he's some secret serial killer, relishing in the slaughter of innocent souls? Oh God, maybe this whole thing was plotted with Matteo. Break up with me, and I'll seek solace in Dante, only to be lured into their sinister scheme. I honestly expect nothing less from Matteo. He's capable.Just the mere thought of him got me sad, because once again I'm back at his porch, tr
Until You. 31-Mistakes, Regrets, Morning After.
OLIVIA.I remained seated on the bed, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration, the pounding headache intensifying with each word from Emma's rant on the phone."When I said I didn't feel comfortable with Matteo anymore, I didn't mean you should run to his brother. What are we going to do? And what about Izzy?"I sighed, whispering back, "Do you think I planned for any of this? I came here to talk and hang out, because we're friends. Next thing I know, I wake up in his bed with a hangover.""At least tell me he was drunk too, so I'll know if I should call 911,""He was, we both were," I replied softly, stealing a glance at him to see if he was awake."I'll swing by to pick you up. There's no way he's driving you here without Izzy noticing. I'll explain to her that you had a fallout with Matteo and got drunk, ending up with some guy from the bar, not her brother," Emma exclaimed."Okay, I'll send you my location. And Emma?""Yeah?""I didn't intend for any of this to happen. I fee
Until You. 32–Thoughts, Uncertainty, Shocking Revelations.
DANTE.It's been a couple of days—two days since I made what could either be the best or worst decision of my life, and I can't get it out of my head. The entire day after she left, her scent seemed to linger everywhere, only fueling the thoughts swirling in my mind. Olivia, my brother's ex-girlfriend.My train of thought was abruptly interrupted by the chiming of my phone. Glancing at the screen, I saw a notification from the building's concierge service: "Visitor waiting in lobby."I stood up from my seat and headed towards the discreetly installed intercom system in the corner of the room.Pressing the button, I connected with the concierge downstairs. "Good morning, Mr. Russo. Sorry for the interruption. Your driver, Sean, is here. Should I send him up?""Tell him to take the day off. I'll be working from home today," I replied."Understood, sir."With that, I ended the call and returned to my thoughts, only to be interrupted by the intercom buzzing again. I responded impatiently,
Until You. 33-Dreams, Beaches, Tides of Memories.
I settled into my usual spot on the beach, the gentle sound of waves washing over the shore. With a sigh of contentment, I took a sip of my drink, letting the tropical flavors dance across my palate. As I glanced around, families scattered along the shoreline caught my eye, parents chasing after their children, laughter ringing out like a melody. A pang of longing tugged at my heart as I observed mothers chasing after their children, their husbands by their side, the picture of domestic bliss.My mind wandered back to Finn, the memory of him etched vividly in my thoughts. It had been a month since that unexpected recollection, since the dream that felt more real than reality itself. Since then, he had become a constant presence in my mind, his smile haunting my dreams, his voice a distant echo in the recesses of my memory.My therapist assured me that it was normal, that after years of cognitive exercises and memory training, fragments of my past would resurface. Yet, each dream felt
Until You. 34-Toasts, College, Conflicting Emotions.
OLIVIA.I woke up to the annoying buzz of my alarm, the morning sun already streaming through the curtains, casting a warm glow over my room. Groaning, I fumbled to turn it off, feeling the weight of the day ahead settling over me like a heavy blanket. Today was going to be a challenge, and I wasn't sure I was ready to face it.Dragging myself out of bed, I went through the motions of my morning routine. Thoughts of Matteo crept into my mind, along with a surge of anger and guilt that I wasn't prepared to deal with just yet. And then there was the constant charade of pretending everything was fine around Izzy, living under the same roof while hiding the truth.Before I could dwell too much on my thoughts, Emma barged into my room, her usual morning grumpiness evident on her face. Without even waiting for a response, she mumbled something about needing my toothpaste and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me to shake my head in exasperation.Turning my attention to my dresser, I rum
Until You. 35-Noon, Peonies, Guilty Pleasures.
OLIVIA.It was a lazy afternoon, and predictably mundane.With just one class scheduled, the rest of the day stretched out before me, a yawning expanse of time waiting to be filled. Izzy was out for lunch with Lucas, while Emma was likely holed up in her room, immersed in a video call with Tyler.I found myself in the living room, sprawled on the couch with a bag of fries in hand, indulging in one of my guilty pleasures-re-watching "Wild Child" for what must have been the tenth time. I couldn't help but mouth along to some of the lines.Suddenly, the shrill ring of the doorbell pierced the air, shattering the serenity of my lazy afternoon. I groaned inwardly, my head falling back against the cushions as I silently prayed for Emma to magically emerge and answer the door.But of course, luck wasn't on my side that day. The doorbell rang again, and Emma's voice echoed from her room, oblivious to my silent plea. "There's someone at the door, Olly!!!" she shouted, her voice carrying a hint
Until You. 36–Elevators, Attractions, Uncontrolled Desire.
OLIVIA.Stepping into the building, a wave of uncertainty washed over me. Did I really want to be here? The thought nagged at me, but I pushed it aside. I was already here; there was no turning back now.Approaching the reception desk, I was met with a curious and a bit of familiar glance from the concierge. I racked my brain, trying to place where I might have seen her before, but nothing came to mind."Olivia?" the concierge asked, her voice tinged with familiarity.I nodded hesitantly, unsure of how I was recognized. Nevertheless, the concierge gestured for me to proceed.Making my way to the elevator that led to Dante's penthouse, I couldn't shake the feeling of doubt creeping in. Was I making a mistake by coming here? But I reasoned with myself - I was just here to talk, right?The elevator doors slid open, revealing Dante's living room bathed in natural light. I stepped out tentatively, glancing around the spacious and impeccably decorated space, unsure of what to do now that I
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