(Dmitri’s Thoughts)I found myself drinking again in this bar early in the morning. In fact, it’s been months now since I experienced having sleepovers in this very VVIP room where Avery and I once went. The staff on this bar already called me a regular. A few months ago, I couldn’t recall myself visiting any bars, but after Avery left, I always felt like drowning myself in beer and alcohol will somehow alleviate the pain. A few weeks ago, I finally got hold of Jen Storm and was able to get my revenge for what she did to Avery. Did I feel good about it? Well, yes and no.Now, I could feel my phone vibrating over and over on top of this glass table near me. But I couldn’t bring myself to answer my sister’s bickering because my hand and body were so numb to do it. After some time, a familiar figure appeared before my half-awakened eyes. “Dmitri!” and here we go again. I could hear my sister’s high-pitch, annoying voice. “Goodness, Heather, why are you even haunting me in my dreams?

(Jeff’s Thoughts)I am happily preparing a meal for my future wife tonight. My uncle, who’s also my boss at the cafe asked me to pamper my woman. And I must admit, I feel like I’m on cloud nine until now. I doubt this feeling would ever disappear. I didn’t expect Avery to say yes to me with just one try. I thought she was going to decline my proposal yesterday night because for some reason, probably she’s not yet ready, or wants to go further on her career, but I was wrong.All this time, I thought I was just a rebound love for someone that she has never once mentioned or talked about ever again. I thought she didn’t like fixing herself because she just doesn’t care about how she looked, or she didn’t want me to invest too much in her because I am just a temporary love for her. But all my doubts melt away when she explained to me the reason why. For almost a year of living together as a couple, she wanted to have a frugal life so she could save up money and buy a property here and l

(Avery’s Thoughts) I wake up feeling the pain in between my legs. “Shit,” I blurt out as I try to turn to the other side. My lower leg muscles cramp, while my vagina still feels soar thanks to Jeff's hard thrusting. Yesterday night was a wild one, and at last, I was able to give myself to Jeff. I slowly pick myself from the bed and try to sit down. When I succeed, I bury my head in between my knees and hug it. I need to comfort myself as I don’t want Jeff to feel guilty for what happened. I was the one who initiated it after all. “Did I enjoy it?” I ask myself. But my answer is far from direct response. “I love him,” I convince myself. My heart belongs to Jeff, that’s for sure. He already captivated me even before the… I stop myself from remembering. But my body, my body seems not myself. I lost control of my body long ago, that’s why I’ve been attending my therapy since we started dating. I did it behind his back. “I just… I just want us to be a normal couple,” I take a deep

(Dmitri’s Thoughts)It is my last day here in France, I promised Heather I only need a week to finalize the opening and other business matters here. And then, I'll go back to the States. And after what I witnessed last, last night, there's no reason for me to stay here. "She's already happy with someone else. She finally got the love she truly deserves, something I didn't give to her back then," I sigh convincing myself. But if I am ready to really let her go, why did my feet bring me here? And why do I have this yellow bouquet of flowers in my hand? I am now in front of the museum where she's working, arguing with myself whether to show my face to her or not. Should I be selfish or selfless? I gulp when I hear footsteps approaching me. I feel nervous. It is the very first time I feel nervous just by anticipating seeing someone. I gulp. In my mind I wish for two things, "I wish it is her, I wish she isn't her."But when I finally hear an unfamiliar french accent voice, I feel lik

(Dmitri’s Thoughts)She heard me, I know. She saw me, I am sure of it. But she disappeared in front of me. She didn’t look at me, she didn’t even bother to see a glimpse of me, to check if I was real. I was like a ghost, a bad omen she wished she never met. Then, she bolted and ran away. She disappeared in front of me, and what the hell am I doing? “Will I let her escape again? Will I let her go again?” I clench my fist, and then I hear the old woman cheers me up. She speaks in French. “Go after her, go ahead, and never let her go. Maybe, you are the reason why she was never completely happy with her boyfriend, she just didn’t know it yet. Or else, she’s denying it,” her words light my fire up. I thank her and run out of the store. I begin to look for her, and luckily, I still see her figure running away. I run after her. I chase her desperately. My decision is final, “I’ll never let you go, Avery. I thought it is best to leave you and Jeff alone, but…”I gather all my streng