Day 110: Tales Of City Hot Spots And Drinks With The Enemy
Day 110 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
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I’m Andie and my ex, Douglas, dumped me. This is my break-up, so to speak. Douglas is a power player in Melbourne, worth more than I could ever comprehend.
I have no idea why we broke up.
I work and live at 1 Lovelock Drive. There, my best friend James and I are building Highway, our unisex clothing line. Our two other best friends, GG and Sophia, are investors.
GG is dating Douglas’ brother, Taylor. Awkward.
I’ve recently discovered my ex has bought a controlling stake in our business. But I had to find that out the hard way!
I walked into QT, teetering on my heels. It was the first time I had taken these Louboutin shoes for a spin.
They were a gift from Douglas for Christmas when we were still together. For all these months I was saving them for a special occasion. Maybe the launch of our business.
A party to celebrate all our hard work. When I saw them sitting in my walk-in this morning, I couldn’t think of any celebration I would need them for.
The future looked bleak.
And as I stood in my walk-in, dressed only in a towel, I heard my phone ringing from my bedside table. It wouldn’t stop, the desperate caller anxious to get onto me.
Alex.
Dropping the towel, I answered the call. I wasn’t sure why. I had resisted bringing him back into my life ever since he uncovered the billboard with me.
The logical woman in me knew it was still a bad idea. But the lonely, scorned and tormented businesswoman couldn’t stand another night in this confusion.
“Will you meet me for a drink?”
I didn’t hesitate to say yes.
Get me away from this house.
Get me away from my own thoughts.
et, the moment my designer heels stepped foot inside the decadent nightspot, Alex came rushing towards me, trying to push me out the door.
“Babe, we can’t stay here.”
I looked at him with confusion. I had to ignore why he was calling me babe. We weren’t lovers, we weren’t at that stage. Or at any stage.
Shit, had I already given him the wrong idea?
“Why can’t we stay here? What’s going on?”
I tried to push past him but he held my shoulders and I was unable to move under his strength.
“Can’t you trust me?”
“Alex, quit playing games. I’ve had enough of these stupid games.”
I didn’t mean him, but he of all people knew what I was enduring. He shouldn’t have inflicted this upon me when he knew I was at my limit. It wasn’t fair on me.
“That’s the point. Douglas is here. By the bar. With some girls and, what I can only assume are his ass kissers, men in identical suits.”
I felt my body freeze. The other day I had this ferocious demeanour around my ex. There wasn’t anything he could say or do, I was ready for him. Now, unexpectedly in his presence, I was like a mouse about to run away.
Part of me wanted to stay and prove to everyone in the room, especially Douglas, that version of me wasn’t a fluke.
The other part of me couldn’t, wouldn’t entertain this. Not tonight. Not when I was trying to forget I had this mess of a life to clean up.
“Take me somewhere. Anywhere.”
“My house?”
“Sure. Fine.”
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