Page 59 of Twin Flames
Wouldn’t it?
Retrieving her phone, she saw there were two missed calls from George. How could she speak to him now? She slammed the front door behind her and the car wheels sliced through the gravel, leaving a dusty cloud in her wake as she raced out of the driveway. She needed some time alone. After checking in on Daniel who had recovered well from his heart attack, she’d go away for a couple of days. She’d tried to break it off with George numerous times when she felt deceived. But somehow, he usually managed to build a reasonable case which left her feeling like she’d blown the situation out of proportion.
On the occasions when she felt justified in her reaction, she couldn’t bring herself to end it because she didn’t want to bewithout him. It was a continuous rollercoaster of emotions with her head at war with her heart. Her logic said she should end it; the situation was clear cut. It didn’t matter how much he loved her if he wasn’t free. She dreaded a future of pining for him while he went off with Joanna. She’d never experienced jealousy like this before. Her heart was as though ripped from her chest; the pain was uncontrollable, and she invariably lashed out and temporarily withdrew from him.
But she couldn’t handle this latest slap in the face. She’d thought he had stopped hiding things from her, and they were closer than ever before. Seeing the article was soul-destroying.
George phoned intermittently throughout the day.
Finally, she relented and messaged, ‘I’m giving us some space. It’s for the best.’
‘I don’t want space. I want to talk to you every day,’ he replied.
Her heart lurched. Pushing him away was the hardest thing she’d ever had to do. She wanted to be close to him. Always.
‘I can’t do this any longer. I’m going to go away for a while.’
‘Where?’
‘I don’t know yet. I’ll figure it out. I think we need a break.’
‘How long for?’
‘I’m not sure,’ she replied.
‘Will you be in touch?’
‘That wouldn’t be a break.’
‘True. But I don’t want a break!’
‘I get that. And I love you. I don’t want it either, but I don’t know what else to do.’
He called again immediately. ‘Will you please at least let me know where you are and that you’re okay?’
‘Yes, yes, of course. I will. I have to go now. Take care.’
The tears spilt down her cheeks. She mustn’t fall apart now, or another day would be lost in a foggy, tearful haze. She needed to be practical; she must make plans.
Where could she go to get away?
The phone rang again. ‘Hi, Cara. How you doing?’
‘Morning Eddie. Yeah great,’ she said through her silent tears.
‘Did you think about my suggestion?’ he asked.
‘Yes, of course,’ she fibbed. ‘I’ll do it.’
‘What? You will? Brilliant! You won’t be sorry. We’re going to discover amazing things together.’
‘Fabulous. I’m guessing I don’t need my passport. Where shall I meet you?’
Cara busied herself, getting ready to meet Eddie. She would rather be anywhere than where she was now, with this agonising pain ripping her chest apart.
The solution was under her nose. She’d turn her Twin Flame, time-travelling curse into a superpower and go to the future where she wouldn’t bump into George at all. He really would be out of her life. Yes, the future would be the perfect place to be.
George sat staring at his computer screen, seeing nothing but Cara’s face. He couldn’t get anything done when they were at odds. They were fine yesterday. They’d talked and laughed for hours on the phone. He couldn’t remember what they talked about most of the time, but they never ran out of things to say.
