Chapter 8 - ‘Bittersweet for Dinner’

That cloudy Saturday morning was reflective of her mood. Murky and grey, was the best description. The city awaiting the downpour, just as she was awaiting hers. Vivi was doing the work alright, every time she began to feel that heavy feeling within the chambers of her heart and the walls of her stomach, her mind would intercept and remind her that she had no right to that feeling. Blind drunk the night before, she did not get. Just enough to numb how she was feeling, but she was definitely suffering a little this Saturday morning. She reread over James’s last message before she began typing a message of cancellation, apologising for having to cancel their movie night that coming evening, but she couldn’t send it. She still wanted to spend time with her close friend.