Day 92: Tales Of Melbourne Cafes And Ex-Boyfriend Mentality
Day 92 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. Awkward.
My friends have been acting strange since the breakup. Since things have changed, I’ve found papers in James’ briefcase outlining plans for an expensive office space for our business.
For some reason when you’re hunting for answers to one of your life’s biggest problems, you don’t feel like sleeping in.
When I broke up with Douglas, all I wanted to do, deep into my bones, was sleep. Lay in bed, immersing myself in the covers, never to surface. The bed was more than the obvious comfort; it was a place in the world that didn’t judge me.
You would think now, at the height of humiliation, during the height of the business heist of the century, I too would want to seek comfort once again in my bed.
But when I woke up on Monday morning, bright-eyed, before sunrise, I needed a space to think and drink coffee all at the same time.
And my bed simply wouldn’t cut it.
My mind was racing with what-ifs.
What if they don’t need me anymore?
What if I get kicked out of my own business?
What if I lose everything?
Pulling on my jeans and an oversized black hoodie, the thought of losing everything couldn’t keep me in bed any longer.
It’s one thing to mourn a relationship, but you eventually realise you’re going to be ok. There comes a point in your life where your mind shifts and you stop thinking about the person you were once in love with, and start thinking about a future.
It’s a beautiful moment. Sure, it can take people longer than they would like. It does happen though.
Oh no. Am I at that stage yet? Am I over my ex?
Focus, Andie. We’re not here to get over him.
I bypassed Candy’s bar and kept strolling to one of the laneways off Camberwell’s main strip of shops.
There weren’t as many laneways in this part of suburbia compared to the city. Yet, I didn’t have the time to get on a train and back and make it back home before James woke up and realised I was missing.
I found a little black door off one of the alleys, accompanied by the smell of roasting coffee.
The table I chose was against the back wall. There I could everyone coming and going.
As I waited for my coffee, I opened my prized new notebook and wrote down,
“WWDD?”. What would Douglas do?
What would my ex do? Now I allowed my brain to think of him. He was a masterful businessman. Surely his shrewd tactics I could mimic to my advantage.
Pulling my phone from my handbag, I googled his name and clicked the news tab. The latest article was about him acquiring a Sydney-based property group with roots in Melbourne.
The article quoted him:
“This business had potential. With my resources, I know I can bring it to the heights it could only dream of.”
I kept reading. Where was the part about how to find out if your friends were screwing you over?
You’re reading The Andie Chronicles, the 2023 romance-fiction series from the 1 Lovelock Drive (1LD) universe.
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