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~ 37 ~
Perhaps it was selfish of me, but for now it was the right thing to do. I rationalized that had something really bad happened, Adrian would have called again, but the phone remained silent all day.
I stayed busy, finally going out and buying a new and much more comfortable couch. It was made of a soft fabric, the name eluded me. It was a beautiful shade of dark blue, which would contrast beautifully against the light wood of the living room. The store offered to dispose my old couch for me and I was relived I didn't have to get rid of that piece of junk myself.
Night arrived and I sat on my comfy new couch. It fit perfectly in the room. It was big enough to sit five people but not big enough to take most of the space in the living room.
But sitting there alone, in the darkening room, I realized I had never stopped thinking of Dimitri the entire day.
It was a sobering thought, and the tears came unbidden, unwanted.
The new couch was now christened with my sorrow.
Betaed by the lovely Nicia.
A/N: I know many of you think Rose is a wuss... but things are like this for a reason. You'll see...