Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Private Message | EchoZone Internal Chat
From: MustLoveMusic
To: AlyEuphoriaEvents
Date: February 26, 2001 10:53 PM
Subject: Are you there?
It’s cool if you don’t want to respond.
I just wanted to check on you. Alec said you’re home safe, but . . . I still worry.
I know this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. I didn’t plan for everything to fall apart the second we kissed . . . but this is my life. All fucked up and shit.
If it makes you feel better, I keep thinking about you on that tarmac—your hair catching the light, your hand halfway raised like you were saying don’t go but couldn’t.
I miss you already.
I’m in a hotel that smells like cigarettes and carpet cleaner. We all regret selling our properties here. Eddie’s on the phone in the next room, probably finding a rental—or maybe something to buy.
Me? I should be asleep, but I can’t. I close my eyes, and I see the villa. The sunrise. You, at the railing, watching the horizon.
You’ve gotten under my skin in a way I don’t know how to undo.
Anyway . . . that’s all.
Sleep well. Don’t miss me. It’s not worth it.
—D