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Epilogue: Moving On

7/20/2017

Cain:

Two months sixty one days eight hours four minutes and three seconds. That's how long it's been since I last spoke with Symphony. I miss her so much and my life is empty again without her here with me. At night I find myself sitting in her place praying she would walk through the front door and give me her beautiful smile. I call and leave messages asking her to call, tell her I love her and promise that nothing between us has changed. Everyone say's I need to move on but I'm not sure I can, she's in my heart and soul.

"Cain."

I turned and saw her and closed my eyes, seeing her has caught me by surprise. "Stella."

"It's been a long time." She walked up to me and gave me a hug.

"Yeah it has."

"You look good Cain." She touched my arm.

"So do you." I replied not lying, she really did look good. The last time I saw her she was a mess.

"Are you going inside to get coffee?" She pointed to the little coffee shop we were standing in front of.

I wanted to say no but I really was going there to get coffee. For the past two months my trouble of sleeping has returned, and coffee seem to help with some of the anxiety. "Yes."

"Mind if I join you?" Stella opened the door and we walked in.

We stood in line and waited to give our orders, she thanked me as I paid for both our drinks. We took a seat in the back of the shop secluded from everyone else. I looked at the women I was planning to spend the rest of my life with and she seemed different to me. "So what brings you here?"

"Work, we are trying to merge with another company."

"How are things with you and Chris?"

She shook her head. "There was never a thing with Chris."

"You slept with my best friend Stella."

"I was lonely Cain and made a fucked up choice. You reenlisted Cain without talking to me about it and I was so mad at you."

"I wanted us to have a better future."

"What kind of future would we of had without communication Cain." Her hands hugged her cup as she stared at the table

"I guess we both had our faults." I let out a deep breath.

"So what about you?" She looked up at me.

"What about me?"

"Are you with someone?"

I sat quiet and thought about my answer. "Not anymore." Symphony had made her choice now I needed to make mines.

"Sorry to hear that."

"Are your really?"

She smiled at me. "No."

Symphony:

"How are we feeling today." My counselor asked as we began our weekly session.

"Better." I told her as I sat across In a chair refusing to lay on her couch, something about it makes me uncomfortable.

"Have you had anymore dreams lately?" She opened her note pad and began writing, when she does that it makes me cringed. Something about not being able to see what she is writing about me drives me crazy.

"No." I lied I had one last night.

"You know you can tell me, this is a private office." She sat her note book down.