kolya-c-colin Kolya C. Colin

The day starts in a very strange way, and at the café, Gonzie keeps blaming me for a weird letter that I don't remember writing

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The last coffee

Wow, what a late evening it turned out to be! I have no idea what time it is, but it feels pretty late, and I'm feeling quite disoriented. I have no clue about the time, nor how many hours I slept last night, but it feels like it's been an eternity.

The atmosphere in the apartment is strange; it looks gloomier than usual, even with the curtains open. I'll take a bath to wake myself up a bit.

The water is freezing! I can't believe the heating broke. Well, I won't stress about it; it's not that cold, so I'll just take a cold bath today.

Where is my clothing? I have nothing in the wardrobe! Did I take everything to be washed? What's wrong with me? I don't know what I did with my clothes! At least I left myself this white shirt, beige pants, and some underwear.

Gonzie! I forgot we were meeting for coffee! He's going to hate me for being late. I can't afford to be casual right now, especially if I want to fix things between us. I'm heading there right away!

Sleeping a lot did me good; I feel like I'm walking at the speed of light. I'm going so fast that I don't need any transportation. I'll make the most of this energy and get to the café as soon as possible to catch Gonzie before he leaves. He must be upset with me.

I don't know what's wrong with people on the street; they don't look where they're walking! I have to keep dodging them; it's so annoying!

Thankfully, I'm almost at the café. I hope Gonzie is still there; I really want to meet with him.

Finally, I arrived! Wow, this place is big. I don't have a watch, but I know I'm late. I need to find where Gonzie is; I don't see him anywhere... I hope he hasn't left.

I'm looking around, but he's not here... people around me seem cold; it must be because the air conditioning is too low. Luckily, I don't feel cold; I didn't bring a coat.

Finally, I see Gonzie sitting at the end of the room, right next to the bar. I quickly head over there.

― Sorry, Gonzie, I overslept. I hope you're not mad at me.

Gonzie doesn't even look up when I sit at the table; he just keeps reading his papers, completely ignoring me.

― Gonzie... hey! Is anyone there? ― I try to get his attention.

― It's so cold in here! ― He finally responds.

― Yeah, when I came in, people at the other tables were complaining about the same thing. The heating must be very low, but it's quite pleasant outside today.

Gonzie looks at me with a distant expression, and I ask him what he's reading, but he just keeps talking about the cold in the place. He huddles up and continues reading his papers.

― This letter... why did you write me this letter? I can't believe this!

― What letter are you talking about, Gonzie? I don't remember writing any letter...

― You enjoy tormenting me... you always did, you always liked playing the victim!

― I have no idea what you're talking about! Maybe I wrote it in some moment of anger during one of our many arguments... I really don't know what's going on with my mind. I can't remember what I did with my clothes and almost forgot about our meeting completely.

― We're done with our relationship; I let you go... why didn't you do the same? Move on with your life... enjoy it...

― I'm deeply in love with you. I don't want to lose you; I want a new chance for both of us.― I slowly reach my hand toward Gonzie's cheek; a couple of tears are falling, and I want to wipe them away.

― Ouch, it's freezing! ― Gonzie exclaims and immediately moves his hand to his cheek.

I quickly touch my hand to see how cold it is. The truth is, I don't feel cold in the place; maybe it's because I walked fast, but I didn't think my hand was as cold as Gonzie exclaimed.

― Sorry... I didn't mean to make you cold. I just wanted to wipe away your tears.

Gonzie looks at me seriously, with tears in his eyes, and shakes his head.

― What's happening, Gonzie? Are you still upset about the letter? I really don't remember writing it, but whatever it says, it's not true. I love you, and I want to be with you always. Forget about the content of that letter; if I didn't want to see you anymore, we wouldn't be meeting right here, right now.

Gonzie keeps looking at me, takes a sip of his coffee, and proceeds to finish it. He looks down again at the letter on the table and continues reading.

― Please, Gonzie, stop reading that letter! I'm here, sitting right in front of you, telling you that I love you!

I can't stand his indifference anymore and the fact that his whole attention is focused on that stupid letter. Finally, I decide to take it away and angrily toss it into the air, landing a few centimeters away from the table.

Gonzie, surprised by my reaction, quickly gets up from the table to fetch the paper that flew away. As a waitress approaches, he bends down to pick it up, and she hands it back to him, to which he smiles faintly, thanking her.

He sits back down and puts the paper back in its envelope, placing it aside on the table. I finally start to feel relieved that Gonzie will give me his full attention and stop looking at that stupid letter.

― Well... it looks like I'll get the benefit of your attention... can we talk like adults now?

― I'm so sorry about all this... I hope you've found happiness and are finally at peace with yourself... I have to move on with my life, I can't be stuck with you anymore... goodbye ― Gonzie responds, still teary-eyed and with a hint of pain in his voice.

― But Gonzie... wait, don't go!

He got up and just left me there, leaving the letter next to the empty coffee cup. But I'm not willing to lose him that easily; I have to make him listen to me and convince him that I love him. So, I immediately get up from my seat and run after him.

I shout his name, but Gonzie doesn't hear me; he keeps getting farther away from me, getting lost in the crowd. My legs slowly stop responding, and I feel like I can't keep moving or catch up to Gonzie, who disappears from my sight. I start to panic because I can't move, and I scream Gonzie's name more and more desperately, but he continues to ignore me. I feel very distressed and nervous about the situation; I don't understand what's happening... Is it a dream? A nightmare I can't wake up from? Why is this happening to me? I feel a lump in my throat and pressure in my chest.

Suddenly, someone grabs my arm, and I turn around to see who it is. I'm completely shocked; I can't believe what I'm witnessing. It's my grandmother, and she looks very happy to see me.

― Little one, you've grown so much! You were just a young boy the last time I saw you, and now you're a grown man...

― Grandma! How is this possible? You... you're...

― Hush now, don't say a word.― She puts a finger on my lips. ― It's all right... you're safe now...

― Safe from what? I don't understand...

― Soon you'll understand everything, don't worry. It's normal to feel confused... they sent me to find you and guide you through this transition.

― They? Who are they? I don't know what you're talking about...

― Come, take my hand and follow me. You'll see how everything will gradually make sense...

I don't know why, but my grandmother's presence slowly starts to fill me with peace. Her voice doesn't sound the same as I remember; it's like the voice of an angel. As she speaks, an inner peace starts to loosen my body, and I begin to cry uncontrollably.

My grandmother starts to caress my cheek, wiping away my tears. Her hand feels warm and soft; it's a very healing sensation. She never stops smiling at me.

― Come with me, stop crying, follow me towards the light... everything will be fine, you'll see...

I don't understand what she's talking about until a beam of light opens up in front of us, and we start heading towards it. I feel like we're being enveloped by it, and a feeling of peace starts to wash over me. I feel more and more tranquil and secure with what's happening.

Our surroundings gradually blur and disappear, until everything is finally engulfed by a bright, blinding light.

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