I decided to write a story. It's my first attempt, so let's see how it goes.
The time period of the story will be present-day.
It's mean to be a large-scale story with intertwining subplots.
Please enjoy this story.
::Prologue -- A Goodbye::
August 28, ~6:45am.
I woke up to find 29 missed calls from him. 29 MISSED CALLS!
He said a lot to me that morning.
But it was too soon.
"Why did you do it?"
He asked me calmly.
His words were emotionless.
I don't remember the answer I gave him. It was probably too long anyway.
It's been 4 months and 17 days.
2 weeks before that, something happened.
That night, I heard him cry for the first time. I'll never forget the words he left me with.
There was stillness in the air. I held the phone. My ears listened. My mind wandered. My heart raced.
I, too, looked calm.
The TV was on -- a comedy; people were laughing; I heard nothing.
That night I had trouble sleeping. I tried to tell myself everything is fine, but I couldn't brush away the dark reality. It happened so fast, so unexpected, and I didn't know how to react. It continued to haunt me all night.
Right then, I knew I had done something terrible.
...But there's no turning back.
Life is a one way street.
The next day, I talked to Jamal. "He's all I've got, " I thought -- "At least I still have him."
10 minutes later, I had a change of heart.
"This is the guy that I left Thien for?"
I asked myself that question again and again. Internally first, then my lips.
I put away the phone...
...and found my soul drifting away....
I looked so calm, so peaceful; inside I wanted to explode.
Now I really got the sense knocked into me.
My eyes dimmed.
My heart sank.
For the next 3288 hours, I tried to cope, but I've failed.
Thien, I used to think we were meant to be, but now I know, I was wrong.
My name is Jessica, and this is my goodbye to the world.