I thought my problems couldn’t get much worse at that point. I had totally forgotten my fiancé was getting back from Cambridge to visit that day.
Until she walked through the door.
I was pinned. Sarah, my fiancé, was blocking the doorway. She looked terribly upset, so I didn’t want to get any closer. Aaib was blocking the other exit. How the hell was I going to escape this one?
“I guess you’re busy.” Sarah’s accent was thicker than usual; her tone was restrained. Then she just left me standing there awkwardly, but I chased after her anyway.
I caught up as she passed the fountain, and I quickly blocker her path so she could not leave. I must say, she valiantly tried to storm by. If I had not grabbed her shoulders and held her there, she would have gone right through me.
“Let me go, Chris.” She commanded, but I stood my ground.
“Listen, I know that looked bad, but it wasn’t what you think.”
She glared into my eyes, “It wasn’t a profession of love because I remember you saying ‘I love you’?”
How long had she been standing in that doorway?
“You’re right, but that doesn’t matter.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. I was only making everything worse, not better.
She tried to walk past me again, but I held her steady, “Aaib can’t feel. She doesn’t love me back.” I exclaimed.
“She doesn’t or she can’t?” Her eyebrows rose into her wispy chestnut hair.
“She can’t. She has a chip in her brain that suppresses emotion.”
“Of all the ridiculous stories!” She threw her hands into the air in exasperation.
“It’s the truth! Ask her yourself if you don’t believe me!” I was quickly becoming desperate.
“I don’t know what is wrong with you right now, but you had better sort it out or we are done.” She pushed past me and marched off before I could stop her again.
It had all gotten so messed up so fast. Within five minutes I had managed to get my heart broken twice in a row.
I sat down on a park bench and thought until my brain felt like it was bleeding and my heart was reassembled piece by piece just like my pride.
I had been so swept away with Aaib’s cold beauty that I hadn’t even thought about the things that were actually important.
The answer was staring right at me. I might have been swept away by Aaib but that was it. I had been in love with Sarah ever since the moment I had met her.
I was simply fascinated with Aaib, but I loved Sarah. I needed to stop being an idiot and face the facts. Aaib would never be able to love me, but Sarah already did and I loved her back.
It couldn’t have been more obvious in that moment, so I hunted Sarah down and cornered her.
“I love you.” I told her, staring straight into her gorgeous emerald eyes.
“I never doubted that.” She said plainly.
“And I never really did love Aaib. She was just so…” My mind worked to find the right word to sum Aaib up, “unique.”
That was the only word.
If you looked in a dictionary, I bet under the definition it would say Aaib.
“I got swept away, but now it’s time to put my feet back on solid ground. Aaib doesn’t love me and, even if she did, I would never leave you for her. I might be an idiot, but I am a wise idiot who is totally infatuated with you.” There it was. As simple as I could put it for her. Now she could either accept it and forgive me or reject it and leave me.
I waited for a moment before a smile slowly spread across her features making her eyes shine like precious stones.
I pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head lightly. I had finely accomplished what I needed to do.
My life felt so fulfilled in every meaning of the word.
That was before I was assigned to study Aaib. That was before the end began.
To Be Continued…