Two months later, I finally finished traveling around and returned to my original city.
I had tried to convince my parents to sell the house here so we could settle down in a southern city.
But my parents refused no matter what I said.
"Frost, why do you always come up with these random ideas?"
"This place is where your dad and I are rooted. We're going to live here for the rest of our lives, there's no way we're moving anywhere else!"
However, as soon as I returned to this city, I started having nightmares again.
I would dream about countless futures.
Dreams of Aria pushing me out of the car over and over.
Dreams of her betraying me.
Dreams of her and Zoran naked in a hotel room having an affair.
These thoughts grew wildly like weeds out of control.
I couldn't stop them no matter what I tried.
My buddy said this reaction was probably withdrawal after a breakup, and it would get better after a few months.