Reinvent love | Ryden | ENG

Prologue

July 2021

Brendon pov

I put another X on the calendar and fall on my bed with exhaustion.
For over 16 years it has been the same thing over and over again. The creative process, promoting new music, concerts, after parties. Sometimes I feel like quitting it.
I close my eyes and try to fall asleep, but sleep doesn't come. I am exhausted and tomorrow the whole machine of show business starts again. It's a good thing that this is the last meeting with fans, the last CD signing and the last acoustic show. Then in the fall I'm going on tour with my band in Europe to play big arenas. On one hand, it's amazing that so many people appreciate what we do, but on the other hand, it's a huge sacrifice and living under constant pressure from management. And even though Zack is cool, sometimes I feel like firing him. He wants to control my every move too much and would love to make my whole life for me.
I get out of bed and walk over to the bar. With a sigh I find the bottle of whiskey and pour myself a full glass. I sit down with it on the huge windowsill and look out at the Seattle skyline. This city never sleeps. Thousands of lanterns light up the dark night and cars drive down the streets. Somewhere out there, there is surely someone as lonely as I am, someone who can't sleep.
- Seattle... - I sigh quietly and lean my head against the window frame.
Too much has happened in Seattle.
Too much related to the past.
I set the glass half empty next to me and pull a mint cigarette from my pocket. I light it and inhale heavily. As I slowly let the smoke out of my mouth, I think about my whole life. About Ryan, who I haven't seen in a long time. Sarah, who is waiting at home until I get back and is probably inventing more ridiculous reasons to argue. About the darling dogs Bogart and Penny, who surely miss me. And again about Ryan.
This is definitely not how I'm going to relax and get a good night's sleep. I put out my cigarette and throw it into the ashtray. I finish my whisky and lie down on the bed again. I casually start counting sheep as if that would help. My thoughts go back to Ryan again. Fucking George Ryan Ross III won't leave my mind.

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