The year is 1994. The Artist finds himself in a situation no one ever thought could happen. How does he get out of it, or perhaps more importantly, how did he get there in the first place?
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August 31, 1994
**Lani POV**
As I witness Lo hurriedly toss her luggage on the floor, her sweater clad arms quickly enveloping me in a tight hug as she quietly whispers, "Oh, Lani...what's wrong?", all I can do is wrap my arms around her tightly as I quietly sob.
Will this day never end?! It seems all I'm doing is going from one train wreck to the next. Just how much can one person take?
Luckily, Aloha knows when it's best to press for answers and when to simply be quietly supportive...something that seems even more apparent after everything that's happened to our friendship these last few months. Despite everything, I can't deny that I've missed her.
But I'm definitely not ready to open up to her about this. After all...I may've just made the biggest mistake of my life, I don't know how to fix it.
Above that, I certainly don't want to admit my own failings...especially now, and to her...the woman who despite being like a sister to me weaseled herself in and stole my last man right out from under my nose. Now there's a mistake I won't be making again...
Even as she sits quietly embracing me, soothing me with gentle Rarotongan platitudes I haven't heard since before I left home all I can do is cry.
I feel caught between a rock and a hard place. After all, I've sent away the love of my life, possibly forever, and I don't know where to go from here. I know I want nothing more than for him to come back, but should I? He says he'll come back for me, but will he really? Should I even want him to?
I continue clutching my errant friend like a lifeline in a world that seems to be rapidly spinning out of control around me...my thoughts taking me in so many directions I don't know which way is up.
One minute, I'm hearing the voice of the mystery woman ringing in my ears...informing me that I'm one of dozens of women he's been with...and is still with. The next, I hear his desperate voice pleading with me to simply open the door to hear him out, followed by the forlorn sound of his heels slowly clacking him down the hallway taking him out of my building, and out of my life...possibly forever. Oh no...what have I done?!
Eventually though, the tears stop coming...and exhaustion sets in. I reluctantly release Aloha's tight embrace, my body slumping in defeat as I slowly meet her concerned dark eyes with my own bloodshot ones.
"Do you need to talk, Lani?" she inquires softly, placing her hand gently on my shoulder as I shake my head in the negative before croaking out an almost inaudible, "Not tonight. How did you get here so early? How was your flight?"
Her eyes lock on mine with a pleading look for a few moments as though compelling me to let her in, but I'm determined to keep my secrets locked tightly up inside my heart...at least for tonight.
