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Chapter 1 “ Love & Loss “

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Long Distance in the time of Corona

فقرة من اول قصة مستوحاة من احداث واقعية

Passage from the first story based on a real life & love

Stay home & stay safe, with love from Riyadh xo 

I was met with his scent on the pillow, a lingering note of Armani’s “You”. I pushed myself deeper into the covers as a tear rolled down my cheek. How is it that I miss him so when I had just seen him a few hours ago,dependency is truly a frightening reality. I grabbed my phone expecting to find a text from him telling me he was on the plane and all was well. To my great disappointment I was met with my generic Apple screensaver of the Earth. No texts no calls from him or anyone else.

I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and forced myself out of bed. Sleep didn’t come all night it certainly wouldn’t come in the bright hours of the day. I went into the bathroom and was met with a pile of wet towels in the tub and a robe half hanging off the counter. Unlike me my lover was always in a rush and leaving a mess, one of the many ways we are so very different. I hung up the wet towels on the hooks and put my long black hair into a knot on the top of my head. I turned the faucet on and was entranced by the vision of the water gushing furiously and before I knew it the tub had overflowed. I let some of the water drain as I poured what was left of my vanilla body wash. I took off my silk lavender nightgown and fell into the water. Once I had started to lose my breath I came out from the under the water resting my head on the porcelain edge looking up at the mirror ceiling. First time I was catching a glimpse of myself since last night. I couldn’t recognize myself. My youthful skin was tired, bright eyes dim, blushing complexion pale with faints of red scattered around my nose reminding me of the many tears I had shed the past 12 hours. In a state of complete oblivion, my emotions overwhelming me making me feel out of touch. A feeling of orgasmic happiness turning into deep melancholia in just a few days. Split in half so incredibly grateful and blessed yet miserable. Paradoxically unhinged.

The best nights of my life happened with him. He is the epicenter of my most intense happiness, a happiness so grand I had never felt it until he came into my life. But in time things had come up. Things I could not look past even though I tried my hardest to. Things that could change everything or absolutely nothing it all. It was up to me. I had to make a decision, if i’ll let them alter a good thing possibly the best thing that has ever happened to me or just live in a state of fabricated ignorance.

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