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It's been 5 weeks since the last phone call. The first month was easy. Easier than she'd thought.
"The first month is always easy dear, it gets worse from then on." cautioned her closest girlfriend.
"But that's also why you have friends like me." she continued.
They didn't actually have a breakup. There wasn't any tear-drenched scenes. Neither was there any screaming or shouting. It was a calm ebb of emotions brought about perhaps by time.
The past week had been terribly difficult to get through. Predictably so but still how does one actually prepare for such?
She has never imagined her wedding. In fact, she is bemused by the vividness of her girlfriends' descriptions of theirs. Halter necks, spaghetti straps and tubes. Square, sweetheart, scoop or v. Silk satin organza, duchess silk satin or silk chiffon. White, pearl white or ivory? That is just for the wedding dress. There is still the dinner gown and then some.
She wonders about the reasons. She hadn't even seen it coming.
"Sometimes there are no reasons. Maybe he just needs the space." chorused the girls who were with her two Fridays ago at a dinner to cheer her up.
She searched for his name on her mobile. The familiar sequence of buttons she had to press came to her almost like second nature. She was about to press the "CALL" button when she hesitated and pressed "CANCEL" instead.
Just as she was about to place her mobile down, she heard a familiar ringtone. One that was designated for him. The mobile screen displaying a name she had seen just seconds earlier. Experiencing a sudden surge of joy which was almost immediately overcome by an uncertain gloom which pervaded her.
She vacillated between answering and letting it continue.
Finally when she decided to answer, she allowed the mobile to ring one more time before picking it up.
"Hello?"
"Hello, it's me...."
"The first month is always easy dear, it gets worse from then on." cautioned her closest girlfriend.
"But that's also why you have friends like me." she continued.
They didn't actually have a breakup. There wasn't any tear-drenched scenes. Neither was there any screaming or shouting. It was a calm ebb of emotions brought about perhaps by time.
The past week had been terribly difficult to get through. Predictably so but still how does one actually prepare for such?
She has never imagined her wedding. In fact, she is bemused by the vividness of her girlfriends' descriptions of theirs. Halter necks, spaghetti straps and tubes. Square, sweetheart, scoop or v. Silk satin organza, duchess silk satin or silk chiffon. White, pearl white or ivory? That is just for the wedding dress. There is still the dinner gown and then some.
She wonders about the reasons. She hadn't even seen it coming.
"Sometimes there are no reasons. Maybe he just needs the space." chorused the girls who were with her two Fridays ago at a dinner to cheer her up.
She searched for his name on her mobile. The familiar sequence of buttons she had to press came to her almost like second nature. She was about to press the "CALL" button when she hesitated and pressed "CANCEL" instead.
Just as she was about to place her mobile down, she heard a familiar ringtone. One that was designated for him. The mobile screen displaying a name she had seen just seconds earlier. Experiencing a sudden surge of joy which was almost immediately overcome by an uncertain gloom which pervaded her.
She vacillated between answering and letting it continue.
Finally when she decided to answer, she allowed the mobile to ring one more time before picking it up.
"Hello?"
"Hello, it's me...."
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