You don't need to explain what the butterfly effect is to Lando Norris because with one single change of events, the love of his life forgot all about him and their 3 year relationship.
3 years;
36 months;
156 weeks;
1095 days;
26,280 hours;
All gon...
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The apartment still feels cold. And I can't describe the loneliness that envelops me when I close the door behind me.
God, I have never felt so unwelcome to be somewhere.
I kick off my shoes and continue to walk to the living room. A thin layer of dust had settled on the furniture from the time being gone. I make a mental note to call in a cleaner as I close my eyes, remembering all the weekends that Aurora and I spent together.
And for her parents to be so distant and reserved towards me. I just can't understand why; I can't understand how, all of a sudden, they shut me out completely. Act like I am at fault.
I grab my phone and scroll past the usual notifications on my social media accounts. Nothing too special, except for a few fans asking about my inactivity. It's actually crazy how some people keep such a close tap on me, and I don't even know them personally.
My phone rings, and my best friend's name appears on the caller ID. I swipe to accept the call and wait for his voice to sound on the device.
"Lando?"
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't you tell me you're back in London, you muppet?" He asks; I hear a slight chuckle in his voice. "And why didn't you tell me Aurora is better?"
"Because she isn't," I retort, my voice almost breaking saying it. "She still doesn't remember me, and her parents solely brought her here because they hoped she would start remembering some things except... Originally, I was not invited."
The silence at the other side of the line makes me question if he had hung up on me, but right when I was about to check, Max replied: "That's crazy... Are you alone now, then?"
"I am."
"Do you want me to come over?"
I take a deep, shaky breath, "Please."
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Max takes twenty minutes to arrive at the apartment; he hugs me when I allow him to enter.
"You alright, mate?"
I shake my head as I let myself go in his embrace. I've known Max for years; he's seen me cry more often, so it's nothing new when I start sobbing. He even opens his arms and hugs me before I take a deep breath in a poor attempt to get myself together.
"Can I do something for you?" My best friend asks, given me a concerned look.
I shrug, "I really don't know, mate... I don't even know what I've done wrong."
