Diana Thompson hides behind a capable facade. One that's also strict and a little coarse. In reality, she's frightened, all of it is something she uses to deal with a past so shocking she'd never reveal it to anyone.
She was born in a town called Ri...
Experience is the worst teacher. It always gives the test first and the instruction afterward.
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⍟Levi
||New York||
9:29 am
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1 year later-
It's fascinating how the dark holds the power to bring the unsurfaced into the light. It's also fascinating how every person has emotions and they change all the time. I couldn't decipher what emotion I was feeling right now, it's like I'm both angry, hurt, and just plain confused. Was it even possible to feel more than one emotion at the same time?
"Levi? Hello, earth to Levi." Dr. Wilson says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"I'm sorry, what was it that you were talking about?" I spoke with my hand covering my mouth, trying not to let her smell the alcohol that's coming from my breath. What can I say, being drunk was my coping mechanism.
Dr. Wilson sighs, looking at me with pity. Lately, that's the look everyone's been giving me. "I said, it's been a year Levi. Maybe you should..."
I cut her off. "Move on."
She quickly shakes her head. "No not move on, maybe just start dating again."
"Isn't that considered the same thing as moving on?"
She stays quiet for a moment. "No. You're just putting Diana behind you, while you focus on getting back to the way you were before you met her."
I scoffed. "I've tried that and honestly it hasn't worked. As much as it kills me to say it, Diana Koby Thompson is unforgettable."
"Levi, this woman lied to you, manipulated you, and you mean to tell me you still have some type of feeling towards her."
"Sadly, yes."
Dr. Wilson pinches the bridge of her nose. "Levi I want you to pull out the letter Diana left you from your pocket and read it to me again."
I gulped looking at her with a pained expression. "I don't wanna read it."
"This is therapy Levi you have to corporate unless you want a phone call from your colonel."
I sighed heavily. My colonel was the only reason why I still attended therapy. After I was discharged, he made me promise to take care of myself and visiting Dr. Wilson was my way of keeping that promise. Sticking my hand in my pocket, I pulled out the letter I dreaded seeing. For some reason, I felt the need to always keep the letter with me. Maybe because it's the last thing Diana touched before leaving.
