The Only One

Another stand alone love story from Lynn Joan Achieng'.
Hope you enjoy Damian and Bella's story...
LIFE, AS A RULE, IS NEVER PREDICTABLE.
You make plans; try to juggle a thousand balls to make those plans a reality, then just one ball drops. And they all come crashing down on you.
That was why he loved computers.
Amid all the chaos of life, they were predictable. You keep one input and the output is always the same every time. Unless you add variables on your input. Variables that you control.
Also, computers do not throw wine on your face in a full restaurant, Damian thought as he looked down at the shirt he had carefully selected an hour ago.
¿You have nothing to say for yourself?¿ The wine thrower who was his girlfriend demanded. Correct that, ex-girlfriend.
He shrugged; he really did not see the point in saying anything. There were no right words in this situation; whatever he says would just piss her off more.
His shrug, it seemed did not help the matter either.
She looked at him like she wanted to drill holes into his skull and pound some sense directly into his brain.
If this was a cartoon, steam would be billowing from her ears.
She grabbed the bottle of wine and he sat up straight ready to defend himself if she decided his head was a good target. Instead, she started to stomp towards the door, stopped and stomped back. He tensed again but she picked up her clutch bag that she had apparently forgotten, sent him one scathing look and stomped back out.
He released a breath he did not know he had been holding and looked down at his shirt.
Well, that went better than expected, he thought.
When the chair Angelica had been occupying scraped back he did not have to look up to know who had taken the seat. Or look up to know that everybody was looking at him. At least it was almost closing time so not so many patrons were in.

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