𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢 °/\° 𝘿𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙑𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙘

1.

"You can come in now, Y/N" the person who worked at the psychologist's reception said with a soft smile. She's already gotten used to me coming here,and so did I. But,despite being used to my surroundings, I got nervous and anxious once again. I just wish for all of this to stop. As much as I like the staff here,it's not the dreamiest way to spend your 20's. I've been coming here for 2 years now,and still,nothing has changed. I can still feel nothing but emptiness inside of me. I've never been the same since November 21st,2020. That day turned my whole life around,and not in a good way.

*November 21st,2020

'You drank too much once again, Jake' were the words that came out of my mouth in a worried tone.
'Don't worry love,I can still drive us home safely' Jake tried his best to act as if he wasn't drunk.
'You know I love you,right? I wouldn't let anything happen to you,you know? I would die for you,Y/N. That's how much I love you.' Jake said,and I could sense the seriousness in his voice.
'Stop talking like that,you're making me worry' and I indeed was worried.
'So you don't love me back' Jake said, ironically making a sad face and pouting his mouth.
'Mhm. How could I love my fiance,that's  a stupid thing to suspect'
'Really? You really don't love me anymore' This time,Jake seemed worried about my statement. I guess he was really too drunk to sense the sarcasm in my voice.
'I'm just kidding, don't worry. You know I love you too,Jake. I would never let anything tore us apart...that's how much I love you' I said,looking him deeply into his eyes. I loved him so much. He was everything to me,he helped me so many times...With him,for the first time in my life,I felt like I was truly loved.
'I've dreamt about that guy again. Those dreams seem to be getting realer and realest each time I have them.' I said.
'Really? What was this dream like?' Jake said while opening the doors of his car,indicating for me to get in.

*Now

"Y/N,are you listening?" My psychologist said,interrupting my thinking. I'm actually grateful her for that. Thinking about happy memories from past makes me feel even emptier.
"I'm sorry,what were you saying" With my question, my psychologist continued our session.

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"See you next week,Y/N. Feel free to text me if you need anything,I'm always here for you" were the words that ended today's session.
Coming out of the psychologist's office,I saw an unfamiliar face,face that belonged to the handsome man sitting in the waiting room. I couldn't help but secretly glance at his direction while talking to Emma, the person that work at the psychologist's reception. Unfortunately for me,Emma's  laugh seemed to be so loud that the man I was secretly glancing at looked at our direction. Not knowing what to do,I tried quickly turning my head around, so that he won't see me looking at him,but I guess it was too late for that.

We locked eyes and and it seemed like that eye contact  lasted forever. Then,for a brief moment,I thought I had recognised those eyes. Those eyes were almost identical to the ones that the man from my dreams had. Deciding not to overthink it,I continued my conversation with Emma.

But,even though I wasn't looking at that man,I could feel his gaze on my back and in that moment,to me,it seemed like the air was getting thicker.

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After the man went into the office,I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Emma looked at me and said "Do you not know who that was" with a surprise face.
"No,I don't " my words showed perfectly how confused I was by this.
"That's Dusan Vlahovic. The football player,he plays for Juventus. You seriously didn't know who that was?"
"I had no idea"
"You seriously need to socialize more,Y/N" Emma said and laughed afterwards.

Hearing that wasn't funny to me,because it was really true. I needed to try and get my life back together...to try and make myself want to get better...if not for me,then for...
Before I could finish my thoughts, someone bumped into me. I had a feeling I knew who that was.

"Excuse me,miss. I'm so sorry for bumping into you." the person behind me said with a smile so wide and bright a person could get lost in it. I was right,after all. The person that bumped into me was none other but Dusan Vlahovic...the man I previously kept looking at...the football player I knew nothing about up until now.

"It's alright,I should've paid more attention to my surroundings." I said forcing a smile. The man just looked at my eyes for a few moments,then did the same. Dusan then got past me and I couldn't help but glance after him. After he left,I noticed something on the floor,near the door. Deciding to pick it up,I got surprised by the fact that the thing I was holding was Dusan's passport. Who brings a passport with them to the psychologist?

Looking trough the door,I noticed that Dusan was nowhere to be seen. Not knowing what else to do,I decided to bring his passport with me,then give it to him the next time he comes here. It wasn't guaranteed that he'll come back here,but still,I had a feeling that this was the right thing to do. Plus,I can't deny  that I wanted to talk to him again.

I think this is the first step to becoming myself again. For the first time in a while,I smiled to myself. This time,this smile wasn't forced...it wasn't to make someone else feel better or to make them worry less about me. This time was different. This time will be different. I'll change this time,I know I will.

*7 days later

It's been 7 days since I've decided to change my life for better and nothing really changed. I know I must look pathetic right now,but everything takes time. Besides,today is the day I'll see Dusan again.

Getting inside of the building that my psychologist worked at,the only thing I could think about was how to give this back to him. I know I had 7 days to think about it but I'm a person that waits for the very last moment to do what they had to. After finally realising what I'm going to do,I decided to walk through the door that lead to the psychologist's work place. Not even half way through the door,I could sense that aura once again...Dusan's aura. Looking at right,I saw him sitting in the waiting room,once again. We locked our eyes for the second time now and once again,for a brief moment -

I knew I've seen that man before.