The Light Has Left Your Eyes

Chapter 1

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A little note before you start reading, in this book I alternate British English with American English due to the fact that I come from America and now I'm spending my college years in England, so this has always been an issue for me for the past couple of years.
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I have never been in love.

What is love anyway? What is the meaning of this commonly used word that everyone is so desperate for?

I wouldn't know. I want to feel, but there is nothing to feel. Or maybe I am too afraid of this thing called "love".

I glance at the window of the cozy cafeteria that I always choose to calm myself and put my thoughts into order. It's my favourite one. I always come here to clear my head while drinking a delicious cup of coffee.

My phone starts buzzing and the name of my best friend pops up on the screen. Irene has been my soul sister for about 9 years, ever since we left Manhattan together and I started working as an intern at a well-known architecture company. I love her, I really do, but sometimes she can be a little too overwhelming.

"Yes, Irene."

"Oh my god, I can't believe you actually answered my call. It truly is a miracle."

She's perfectly right, I have this unhealthy habit of not answering my phone because it's either on silent mode or I have no intention of talking to that person. But today I felt like talking to people, given the fact that I stayed maybe too long in my cocoon.

"Blame the weather." I giggle.

"But it's raining ..."

"Exactly." I smile while contemplating the placidity of the world. "Why did you call?"

She sighs, then takes a deep breath that signifies she is going to ask me something important.

"You didn't forget the promise you made one week ago, right?"

"What promise?" I chew on my bottom lip.

"You said you will be my plus one at tonight's event, given the fact that I don't know a quarter of the people that are coming. Pleeease, Adaline." She whines and lengthens the word.

"I don't know what to say, Irene. I might be busy tonight."

I am not, but I don't have the necessary mood for it. I just wanna spend the night on a date with nobody else than myself.

"Come on, you always do this. You always bail on me right before an important event. You're my best friend, why can't you be more committed?"

"Ok, fine. Look how many sacrifices I have to make for you." I laugh.