[Amanda]
I was brought back from my little trip down the memory lane when I heard the scraping of the chair. I looked up to find Dominic looking a little more serious resuming his seat. He buried his face in his palms letting out a quiet groan. I opened to ask before I realised that I ha
[Amanda]I feel like a caged animal. Alex had left to do some work after some time, and I was left on my own devices. I can’t remember the last time I had this much time in my hand in the last five years. I was either doing a job or running around looking for a job, worrying abou
[Amanda]2011…
[Amanda]A sudden knock on the door jolted me out of my reverie. I opened the door and greeted by the very brunette whom I did not see after we exited the cafe.“So it’s true then?” her voice was ice cold. She shot daggers at me while I tried to remember her
[Amanda]We sat there for a few minutes, in absolute silence. I let him absorb whatever I had implied in my earlier statement. He looked distant, thoughtful, and I let him be. The coffee had turned cold, tasting bitter and bland. I placed the unfinished beverage back on the coffee table. The clinking of the porcelain cup on the glass top made him look at me.
[Amanda]I was ready before 6, pacing in my room and black backless chiffon dress. The dress was picked out by one of Dominic’s personal stylists who arrived around the afternoon with a hoard of dresses and shoes and after having a sumptuous lunch; I had been herded to the dressing room and stayed there for 2 hours. From styling my hair into a fashionable French braid to doing my make-up - all in all, when I finally looked at myself in the mirror I saw another woman standing in my place.
[Amanda]“Sir is waiting for you downstairs”, a new attendant informed me when I came out of my room. My heartbeat spiked up. Taking a swift glance at the floor-length mirror in the hallway, I left the condo. Alex was waiting for me near the elevator and when he saw me, he smiled and said, “You look beaut
[Amanda]I swallowed back the tears as I stared at the plate full of pasta. Did Dominic still remember that I did not like appetizers? Did he still remember that my favourite Italian dish was pasta in the red sauce?
[Amanda]We walked out of the restaurant with the receptionist saying, “Visit Soon”. I turned back and nodded politely, but Dominic seemed to have become another person as he walked ahead without another backward glance. I hurried along. “Dominic, wait”, I called from behind. He stopped but did not turn back.“What happened?” I asked confusedly. Did I make him mad for some reason? Was it the ‘we should move on’ thing? But wasn’t I stating the truth? I gazed at him but he refused to look at me and for some reason, it made me mad and sad. Mad because how dare he treat me like dirt and sad because...because I have no clue why.We walked back to the car in companionable silence when suddenly I heard the sound of something, a shutter? I almost halted in my tracks when Damian suddenly grasped my hand in his. Without looking at me, he mumbled, &l