Keep Going

In a lovely bluish dress with straps hanging from her shoulders, the most beautiful woman sat in their living room, as stiff as a rock. Arthur stood rooted at the door, looking at her with both amazement and nostalgia. As if sensing his presence, the blonde woman turned toward him.

"You look adorable," said the woman with a giggle before rising from the couch and walking over. Her slender hand caressed his head, tidying the mess of hair his sleep had created. "I sure hope you won't go on our date like this."

Diana looked more beautiful than before in a dress that he had never seen before. It reached her knees and swayed whenever she turned. Noticing his gaze, the woman grew shy and lowered her hand.

"Why are you staring at me so intensely?"

"I am just sad… that you do not exist," said Arthur with a broken expression, defeated by his longing for her. "I have to go forward still, Diana."