Chapter 4 – Extract 19 from The Paradise Induction!
What would she do? Would she go out and get a one-night fix for her loneliness?
I stomped on the brakes of my racing mind and allowed a pit-stop moment. I breathed a full sigh and shook my head as I looked at my blue shirt before hanging it in the wardrobe. I’d worn that same shirt on the night I met Arianna. I shook my head again.
I’m in a new place now. A new start, I reassured my conscience. But like being caught in a tornado’s path, I released myself back into the spiralling abyss of the past—the girl in the red dress…
Soon, Arianna’s demeanour mutated. Our online messenger conversations violently altered in tone, with her icy persona as the root.
There were no longer any romantic gestures and talks of when we would see each other.
She became increasingly distant and frosty.
She would sign off saying “good night friend,” or “goodbye amigo.”
Whenever I would talk of our reunion, I would receive a gust of pure hail in my face.
“I can’t wait to see you,” I said. “Only a month left.”
Arianna Lane has signed off, emerged on the screen.
My heart sunk.