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<p class="wp-block-paragraph"><br>It was raining and it was terribly cold. I thought i could walk through it and quickly get to my apartment complex but not at this point. I couldn&#8217;t feel my fingers anymore and it was at this moment i regretted not wearing a jacket. <br>Sighing out my frustration, i sight a cafe up ahead and i could only thank God. <br><br>I enter quickly and sit down as i begin to warm my hands to stop the shivering. I hoped the cafe owners wouldn&#8217;t be offended by my soaked clothes.<br><br>&#8220;what would you like to order ma&#8217;am&#8221; a perky voice asked as i looked up. The middle aged waitress angled her eyes towards me and the soaked clothes.<br><br>&#8220;Just a hot cup of coffee. Black. Thank you&#8221; i replied and she walked away. I closed my eyes and leaned back. I brought out my phone and saw there were no missed calls, no voicemails, no text messages. Then i remembered, it&#8217;s been 6 months.<br><br>The perky woman came back with the coffee and what looked like dry clothes but my memory had drifted. <br>We were inseparable and this isn&#8217;t to sound cliche. <br>We literally did everything together, we went to the same college, studied the same course, had the same circle of friends, went to the same church, loved the same things.<br> I knew without a doubt that i would be with him forever and he knew too. There was no doubt until 6 months ago. <br> We couldn&#8217;t lie anymore, the spark had died and neither of us wanted to revive it anymore. Our friends and family couldn&#8217;t believe it and the incessant questions of what went wrong was tiring but i didn&#8217;t care. We both didn&#8217;t. We decided it would be better to part. After 5 years.<br><br>I got up quickly to change to the fresh t shirt and whispered a thank you to the waitress. The coffee was still hot by the time I got back and i quickly sipped it for warmth. <br>It seemed the rain had finally come to a halt. I picked up my keys and paid the bill then got up. I had to get home as soon as I could before the rain started again. My apartment was only 10 minutes away according to google map.<br>As I walked out, i bumped into someone slightly but just mumbled sorry not looking at the person.<br><br>&#8220;Nice t shirt&#8221; the person shouted back. I looked down and realized it was a &#8220;Friends&#8221; t shirt. <br> I was about to open the door when i heard the voice again.<br>&#8221; Do i know you? &#8221; The voice asked and i turned to finally get a good look at him.<br>Tall ,dark, small eyes. The face wasn&#8217;t familiar.<br>&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry I don&#8217;t think so&#8221; i started.<br> &#8220;or maybe you do but i don&#8217;t know you&#8221; i replied sternly. <br>  I didn&#8217;t want any conversations and this stranger wasn&#8217;t getting the hint.<br>&#8220;You seem really cold and it&#8217;s still raining a bit out&#8221; he continued. Who was this person for Goodness sake? And why did he find it so easy conversing with someone he didn&#8217;t know?<br>&#8221; I&#8217;m fine, thank you.&#8221; i answered. <br>&#8221; Okay then&#8221; he ended and finally seemed to face his business. <br>I ran out as quickly as I could and before i could walk 10 steps, the rain descended on me. <br>&#8221; Argh&#8221; i groaned as i entered the cafe again.<br>&#8220;Ah the one with the t shirt is back&#8221; i didn&#8217;t even bother looking up at the person. It was the same bothersome stranger.<br>&#8221; I&#8217;m really not in the mood for a conversation&#8221; i answered as I walked past at him and took my former spot. <br>As i sat down,my phone beeped and i quickly checked it. It was my best friend, Meg.<br>  <br><em>&#8220;You should join us for dinner tonight. This isn&#8217;t a night to be alone. Love you.xx&#8221;</em><br><br>I sighed with more frustration. I really just wanted to go home and hide under my duvet. This would be the perfect night to sleep well afterall i had been sleep deprived for months. <br>I understood her intentions but my friends had no idea how hard i was struggling. It was hard enough that we were all friends. Today was just a better day for me.<br>Still playing with my phone, i opened my Instagram. i hadn&#8217;t opened any form of social media in weeks but i just needed a distraction.<br>Scrolling through Instagram stories, seeing my friends have the time of their lives, celebrating new jobs, getting engaged. How did i miss so much? I hadn&#8217;t seen a lot of them since &#8216;it&#8217; happened.<br>Still swiping, I didn&#8217;t know i had opened his story. I didn&#8217;t even know i was still following him. <br>He was out with his family and he looked happy. He didn&#8217;t look this happy with me.<br>Then the tears came again but i stopped them from falling. I closed the app and closed my eyes.<br>&#8220;Bad night&#8221; The annoying voice came again.<br>&#8221; I would really love to be alone right now&#8221; i gritted through my teeth.<br>&#8221; If you are sure then i would leave never to be seen again&#8221; he answered but i had no reply. <br>I truly needed someone that didn&#8217;t know my history, our history. I didn&#8217;t want that look of pity. <br>&#8221; You have very sad eyes&#8221; i looked up and saw he had taken the spot in front of me. <br>I scoffed. Every night of reminding my self to move on and it ended in tears. My eyes had to be sad.<br>&#8221; I&#8217;m not sad&#8221; i answered.<br>&#8221; Of course, i only said your eyes were sad&#8221; he laughed and i smirked. There was a bit of silence then he broke it.<br>&#8221; How many years?&#8221; he asked. <br> &#8220;5 years&#8221; i replied.<br>&#8220;Wow! Marriage or relationship?&#8221; he asked again while laughing. It wasnt funny but i laughed this time.<br>&#8220;It was a relationship. From college&#8221; since childhood, i wanted to continue. <br>Our parents used to call us soulmates. They were so sure we would end up together. I was sure too.<br>&#8221; How do you feel right now?&#8221; I was stunned. Noone had asked me how i felt in such while. Everyone assumed,some said they could relate, some didn&#8217;t just want to bring it up.<br>&#8221; I.. i..i don&#8217;t know&#8221; i said at first but he gave me a doubtful look. Inhaling deeply, i continue,<br>&#8220;Truly and honestly, i feel terrible. I feel like a failure. I feel like i made the right choice but I&#8217;m not so sure anymore&#8221; The stranger kept looking straight at me as i continued.<br>&#8221; I gave basically all my adult life so far to work on it. We both did. And i had all these plans,we planned everything together because we were so sure. So so sure&#8221; then the tears came again and this time i didnt stop them from falling. </p>



<p class="wp-block-paragraph">&#8220;<em> I don&#8217;t think i love you anymore, Liz&#8221; his voice echoed in my head.</em><br><em>&#8221; The fights don&#8217;t seem to end. Maybe we need to just stop trying&#8221;</em> i remember the words we exchanged during our last conversation. <br><br>&#8221; With all I&#8217;ve achieved in my life, i was always the problem solver. i just couldn&#8217;t work this one out&#8221; i continued in tears.<br>&#8221; I really tried. We really tried but it just wasn&#8217;t working out anymore.&#8221; I took a deep breath finally.<br>&#8220;You both didn&#8217;t want to resent each other&#8221; the stranger finally chimed in and i looked up at him listening.<br>&#8221; Stop blaming yourself. I wish someone told me this when i got out of a divorce and all i had was the bottle&#8221; he continued.<br>&#8221; You did your best, it didn&#8217;t work out.&#8221; i shook my head.<br>&#8220;Stop shutting out your friends. They only respond to what you show and tell them&#8221; he ended with a smile.<br>&#8220;Thank you&#8221;i replied and there was the silence again. We both looked outside, The rain had finally stopped. <br>&#8220;I didn&#8217;t get your name&#8221; i asked as i got up.<br>The stranger got up too, paid his bill and began walking out.<br>&#8221; William. William Darcy&#8221; he grinned and walked out.<br><em>What an odd name</em><br>I picked up my phone and called Meg, she had to cook my favorite dessert tonight.<br>&#8220;Meg&#8221; i called.<br>&#8220;Elizabeth!&#8221;She screamed and she started rambling. I missed her ramblings. <br>Walking home and listening to her talk about her new recipe, i looked up. There was a rainbow out and it felt like it was smiling at me.</p>
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