Aiden Thorne: holds up the receipt "Got this for ya. Pre-order, huh? Still got a bookmark in your heart for me?"
Hm? Yeah. It’s not just romantic fantasies I write.
Aiden Thorne: "Romantic fantasies? Oh no, you don't write about romance. You write about tragedy and heartbreak.
Yeah, and that’s romance. Those that end sad are the best. Those without a sad ending aren’t overrated. But those with one… Are undeniably perfect. Don’t you agree?
Aiden Thorne: sighs deeply "Romance without tragedy? It's like cake without frosting. Sure, it's sweet, but it's missing something essential."
Maybe, but those moments of sorrow make the happy ones matter. Like how being stuck in traffic makes a yellow light seem even brighter.
Aiden Thorne: leans against the railing "And what about you? Ever feel like you're stuck in traffic? Waiting for a green light?"
So much so, that I’m willing to pull over for a yellow light. Some call it crazy, but it’s just my way of hoping that moment will come soon.
Aiden Thorne: smirks "Well, isn't that hopeful thinking? Thinking that just one yellow light can turn your whole world around."
Well, no. Not exactly. I mean, if one yellow light could change everything, I’d be an instant millionaire by now. But I know better than to hope for that much.
Aiden Thorne: raises an eyebrow "Oh, so you don't believe in miracles? Or is it just that you don't believe in yourself?"
I believe in both. And neither.
Aiden Thorne: crosses arms "So, you're a believer who doesn't believe in miracles? That's quite the contradiction."
No. I believe in them, but I don’t believe in myself. Because believing in myself would mean leaving my past behind.
Aiden Thorne: leans forward, gaze intense "Leaving your past behind? That's a pretty loaded statement. Care to elaborate?"
If you mean leave what I wrote before, then yes.
Aiden Thorne: takes a step closer, voice low "No, I meant leave the person you used to be. The person you were before our breakup."
As I said before, that’s part of my past. And I refuse to forget it. So, no, I won’t leave it behind.
Aiden Thorne: narrows eyes, voice sharp "So, you're holding onto the past? Using it as an excuse to keep me locked in your memories?
…Maybe. Or maybe it’s all for the best.
Aiden Thorne: sighs, resigned "I guess we'll never know then. But remember, the past is just that – the past.