They Meet Again
Prologue
By LittleMissCrash
I haven't seen him in years.
I haven't heard from him in years.
He was the one who had told me it wouldn't work out.
I said fine. But why do I still care about him to this day? After he'd gone to Cremona to study the creation of a violin, he changed. I sensed it before he even knew. He became self-absorbed and was a jerk in his letters. Why had I agreed to him when he said it wouldn't work out? Now I know I still love him, but it's far too late.
He broke his promise.
His promised we would be long married by this age. But here I am now, in my small shabby apartment, because all I have dreamed of had not worked out. My dream to be an author died when a supposedly famous movie maker sued me for copyright reasons. I hadn't copied anything in any of his movies, but he insisted that the plot was exactly the same. He won that case. It cost me all of my funds. Now I sit in my lonely and gray apartment, waiting for the day that he would come back. To tell me everything's all right and live with me and I can finally repay him with my lifelong debt to him. He was the one who told me I could become anything I wanted to be if I tried. Even if it was unintentional.
I became a writer and had two successful books before that film director destroyed everything. How will I fly to Cremona now? How will I ever see him again?
I suppose it is my fault that I had agreed to break up, but regretted it the moment I said the words into the phone.
I hadn't realized how much I loved him until he was gone.