It’s because you are human and you have the freedom to make good and bad decisions. But don’t be overwhelmed by the fear of the unknown or the burden of the past. It is one of the things that make you powerful.” After a slow nod, Phoebe tried to absorb what Sarah said.Phoebe gasped for air when she realized the implication of what Sarah was saying. She had been a prisoner of her own thoughts regarding the wrong decision and now she realized that there would be no right decision. Life was complex, chaotic and full of the unknown. But Sarah was right. The only real error would be to let herself stagnate, to be afraid to take that leap, to do something different, to be confident in herself.Phoebe sank back into the couch, her limbs growing even more leaden than they had been before, as if the burden of the decision she had yet to make was weighing her down. She looked out the window, at the orange, warm light of the evening that painted the world in peaceful color so unlike the storm t
However, even with all that Emma did for him, with all her tenderness and love, he still thought of Phoebe. He blew out air, and with a negative nod, he responded. He had to stop torturing himself like this. Phoebe had her decision to make and he had to let go of that and accept what she had chosen. Seth took his phone and went through the contact list and clicked on Emma. His thumb was placed over the call button. He should call her, he thought. He should go over to her place, spend the evening with her. She would listen, make him understand that things were going to be fine. But his hand came down and the phone fell back on the table.*No,* he thought bitterly. I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to feel anything right now.*With a heavy breath he rose from the chair, picked up his jacket and threw it carelessly over his back. There was only one way to shut out his thoughts tonight. He needed a drink.The bar Seth entered was poorly lit, people were engaged in low conversat
Seth leaned on the bar, how the statement made by her weighed on her. He realized the truth was more painful than the whiskey. He had been attempting to suppress the fact that even though Emma was trying to fix him, she was never what he desired. She was a bandage on an open sore that could never be healed.He massaged his temples, the pain of his ideas blending with the ethanol. Instead, Seth commented: “She doesn’t deserve that”. "She deserves better."The woman beside him paused for some time to allow him to fully comprehend what he had said. “Then perhaps,” she whispered, “it is time to let go of what is no longer yours.” You are so attached to something that happened in the past that you are causing harm to everyone around you including yourself.Seth leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, a heavy breath escaping him. He knew she was right. He had been holding on to the memory of Phoebe, to a life they used to have, although that life was no longer a reality. Although in h
Don’t forget that occasionally, letting go is the best strategy to make some room for what’s better ahead.”Seth sipped his whiskey, although the taste was lost. It felt lifeless, just as the emptiness inside him felt.The buzz from his phone in his pocket broke the haze in his brain. He took it out, taking a quick glance at the screen. It was Emma.He looked at her name and felt the effects of his conscience. For what length of time could he keep up the charade? How much time would he be able to maintain her interest when his heart was staying committed to the past? He kept asking himself lots of unanswered questions.Seth let out a heavy breath. “Can we see?”In that moment of excitement, his stomach churned with both feelings of dread and relief as he pressed the send button. He had ambiguous thoughts about what the future might indicate, yet he understood that he couldn’t sustain his current way of life.Seth left the bar, placing some bills on the counter and then launched himsel
"You deserve someone who can give you their whole heart, and I… I can't do that right now." Emma said nothing and Seth could feel the effect of his words hit her hard. He prepared for the pain he knew he was going to feel, the let down he had been trying to prevent for so long.‘You know,’ Emma whispered at last, her voice trembling, ‘I always thought that one day I would have to run from you.’ I knew you weren't over her. I just hoped... I could be the one to change that.Seth’s chest became constricted, the guilt washing over him. "I'm sorry, Emma. This isn't about you. You are so much more than what I can offer you. I thought I could just get over it, but…“But you can’t,” she repeated the words for him, her tone rancid. “Because you’re still in love with Phoebe.”Seth’s throat tightened as he forced the food down his throat. It may not be love and it may just be the memory that I have clung to for so long but either way it is not right for you. And I can not continue to pretend t
Seth was also speechless, and he could not believe he had just done that. His phone lay on the table in front of him with the light still on, but it appeared that the lights in the room had been turned off. He had closed a chapter of a real and meaningful relationship with Emma. He’d thought of her perhaps loved her in some measure but it was not sufficient. He tried to avoid her image but his mind persisted to bring him back to her, no matter how much he tried to resist.Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It made Seth come out of his reverie. He got up from his seat, walked to the door and wiped his face.When he opened it, he saw Christian standing right in front of him with no clear emotion on his face.“What do you want?” Seth asked, and the tone he used was a lot more severe than he had wanted it to sound.Christian raised an eyebrow. “Is this a bad time? You look like hell.”Seth let out a bitter laugh. “Couldn’t be a better time. What do
Seth rose from bed, bath and put on his clothes with a clear intention. But even as he stood before the mirror trying to tie the tie around his neck, he felt this coming over him, this doubt.What if she didn’t care for what he had to tell her? What if she had already made up her mind about Christian? The fact that she could belong to another man impressed him, but at the same time, a thought that this conversation could take place today seemed overdue regardless of the result.He was halfway out the door when his phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from Phoebe: *"Let’s meet at noon. At the café near the park."*Seth sat in front of the screen, his stomach tightening into a hard ball. The café near the park had been one of their favorite places when they still were friends. That she had decided to meet him there felt somehow fateful, though whether that fatefulness was a good or bad thing he could not say.With her phone in her hands, she walked back and forth in the living
Phoebe gazed at him, her eyes begging his face to tell her the truth in what he said. But she didn’t withdraw her hand and she also did not surrender to him just yet.“I don’t know, Seth,” she whispered. “I just… I need time.”Seth nodded, his heart heavy but he knew that she was right. “You can take as much time as you want, Phoebe.” I’m not going anywhere.”It was the first time that Phoebe smiled after she sat down and the smile was a tiny and feeble one, but at least she smiled.“Thank you,” she said softly.They remained there is silence for quite some time now, the air wiped clean of tension and any doubts that were present before. This is where there are so many things yet to be discussed, so many things that have to be solved. But for the first time in a long time, there was hope.It was therefore after the conversation with Seth that Phoebe left the café with her mind made up and her heart in such a mess. It has shaken her to the core because it was stating something sincere,