Eventually, I stopped thinking.
Not in general though, I meant I just stopped thinking about just then. Haven't gone completely brain dead yet.
Doubts? Questions? It can wait, I told myself. The afternoon was too short a time to be spent mindlessly brooding it away. Winning this thing was the number one priority now, I told Adalia we would, I boasted to Leon that there was no doubt - I dug myself into this hole, I'll crawl myself out of it.
Besides, Irene wasn't the type to claim one thing but mean something else. This was the same girl that thought love was as mythical an existence as she was, so if she's claiming now that it did exist, then it's real. Her feelings are real, not fabricated, not contrived.
Right?
Shit, I'm doing it again. Snap out of it already. Come on! Focus… focus here… you ain't supposed to be thinking about her right now, you got the entire evening and night to do so right beside here, do it then, alright me?
I'm shaking and crying rn, how could Nick do such a thing?