Prologue

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Bittersweet.

That's the flavor of life. At times, it's the sweetest, but more often, it's full of bitterness. In our darkest moments, we had each other, the three of us beneath the big tree, bound together until our last memory. It was always the three of us, no matter what.

Even our names are intertwined.

Everie Nevin,

Celestine Devyn,

And Primo Eleven.

Three souls who found each other in cruel circumstances. There were moments when Eleven longed for eternal rest, Devyn wanted to escape everything, and I was there, in the middle, trying to save them both.

I was drowning too, but witnessing their deep suffering made me feel alive and drove me to save them.

Yet, a pressing question lingers in my mind.

Is it truly the three of us? Or just the two of us? Do we really love the same person, or are we both using her as a shield?

People often see only two colors, blue and pink, but here we are, the rainbow behind the clouds. We taste the bitterness of the world, yet there you are, bringing sweetness and making me feel true happiness.

The three of us danced, but our eyes met, completely ignoring her presence. The three of us ran away, but instead of holding her hand, we held each other and left her behind.

Until the last rain, she disappeared.

The sun rose with the rainbow. I saw with my own eyes that only the two of us remained, until nightfall....

I saw her and two moons.

Perhaps she isn't a barrier but a bridge, allowing two moons to meet in the same sky.

The familiar music began to play, and fear grew with every heartbeat. When our eyes met, all I could think of were the lyrics and melody, hypnotized by your gaze. I was utterly lost but drowning in pain.

She entered the picture, and you left my eyes hanging. I watched you fall for her while my heart shattered from an unfamiliar kind of pain. She is beautiful, and no compliment can capture her ethereal face.

"Do you like her?" I asked him.

He just smiled without taking his eyes off her.

"I would willingly give up everything just to be with her."

My world fell silent. Our eyes kept meeting, yet they were distant. Our heartbeats were out of sync, making my soul suffer from emotions I couldn't name.

I should let it go before it's too late. I don't want to ruin the most important friendship in my life. I would willingly endure pain just to see them both smile; it's more than enough, my everything.

"Even me?" The words escaped my lips, making him look at me.

He stared at me for a long time, making me very nervous. I was ready to take back my words, but he spoke first, cutting off what I was about to say.

"If I lose you just to have her, my life will be empty because having her without you is like having love without a heartbeat."

That made my heart race so fast I could hear it pounding. I nearly lost my breath, feeling like I was having a heart attack hearing those words from his sweet lips.

Our eyes couldn't leave each other, yet there was still enough distance to keep us apart. Just gazing at him made me realize these unfamiliar emotions stirring inside me. I wasn't too naive to be clueless, but maybe I was confused because we're a trio.

With each step I take closer to you, you move further away, towards the path that leads to her. Our eyes often meet, yet we remain distant from one another. The beating of my heart seems to echo yours with every rhythm, but my emotions are a blend of bitterness and sweetness as I watch you.

I have no ground to stand on if she is the one you desire, for I am merely your friend. However, she is your friend too. The difference is that she is a woman, and I am a man. If I were to confess my feelings to you, it wouldn't just strain our friendship but also everything we have built together.

You both hold great significance to me, but it tears at my heart to witness your love for her while I love you. She means a lot to me, but my love for you is greater than how I value her, driving a sharp dagger into my chest.

I once thought she was the one my heart longed for, much like how your heart beats for her. Yet, I was mistaken, for my heartbeat has always been for you.

This heartbeat could risk a precious friendship.

When I slowly understood it myself, I began to erase it from my heart and mind, completely forgetting what it is.

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