The break-up

As Lexi walked home on that crisp evening, she made a brief stop for a steaming latte. The city of New York pulsed around her, alive with people rushing to and fro. She found solace in the cacophony; sometimes it drowned out her own thoughts, while other times she yearned for silence.

Just as she savored the warm brew, the cafe door swung open and Adrian stepped inside. He walked towards her, taking a seat in front of her.

"You're late." Lexi said before Adrian could say a word.

"I came as quickly as I could." Adrian replied.

"You asked to meet yet you kept me waiting. I'm also busy Adrian."

"I do not want to fight with you Lexi, not today. We need to talk."

"Well a simple apology would not hurt." Lexi muttered as she raised the mug to her lips, taking a small sip.

"Lexi, we need to break up," Adrian said, his voice firm. "This isn't working, and you know it."

Lexi's gaze pierced through him, almost boring a hole through his head, her eyes burning with a mix of emotions before she shifted her focus away. Had she been expecting this? Yes, she had. The writing was on the wall. They'd been drifting apart, the distance between them growing insurmountable.

Deep down, Lexi knew the relationship had ended long ago. Was it her fault? Partially. Adrian made her feel like she was too independent, that she needed to rely on him more. But Lexi couldn't surrender to that. She couldn't fully commit, always keeping one foot out the door, ready to bolt.

The silence between them was heavy, weighed down by unspoken truths. Lexi's thoughts swirled: Had she been using her independence as a shield? Yes.

Had she ever truly let Adrian in?

Adrian's voice broke the silence. "You've always been holding back, Lexi. I feel like I've been fighting for your heart, but you've never fully given it to me."

Lexi's eyes snapped back to his, a spark of defensiveness igniting within her. But she knew he was right.

Adrian continued. "I've thought about this and I can't keep trying to make this work. I'm seeing someone else, she's pretty and she cares about me. I don't want to keep leading you on."

"Is she younger?" Lexi asked.

Adrian chuckled in disappointment, it was heavy in his tone. "Is that really what you want to do, that is your concern?"

Lexi strugged. "I just thought it should be someone younger..."

"Yes, she's twenty five."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yes. I agree that we should break up. It's long overdue and I'm glad you've found someone perfect for you." Lexi said calmly.

"Two years into this relationship and you look so calm that we're breaking up."

"What I'm I suppose to do? Yell at you? Freak out? Adrian I'm happy for you okay. We've both been very busy so this was expected."

Adrian smirked darkly, his disappointment obvious. "I should have known to stop having expectations from you. It only ever ends in disappointment."

"Adrian listen…" Lexi started her hands tightening around the coffee mug.

He nodded thoughtfully, his eyes lingering on her face as he interrupted. "I'm glad we can end this amicably," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "Good luck, Lexi."

With that, he stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. Lexi watched, frozen, as he walked out of the café. Through the glass wall, she saw him pause, taking a deep breath before getting into his car. The engine roared to life, and he drove away, leaving Lexi alone.

A small, sharp pang struck her chest, like a tiny needle pricking her heart. She hadn't expected the ache, but it was there, lingering. Lexi's eyes dropped to her latte, the creamy foam now flat and unappealing. She pushed the cup away, her mind reeling.

The café's bustle faded into the background as Lexi sat, lost in thought. She had known this was coming, had even welcomed it. So why the sting? Was it regret, relief, or something else entirely?

As she sat there, Lexi realized she needed to confront the emotions Adrian's departure had unearthed.

Lexi's gaze drifted back to the empty chair across from her, where Adrian had sat just moments before. Their relationship had been unraveling for months, but the finality of their breakup still felt unsettling.

She took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts. The café's noise now seemed amplified – clinking cups, muted conversations, and the hiss of steam. Lexi gathered her belongings and stepped outside, into the crisp evening air.

The city lights twinkled around her, a reminder of the world moving forward, regardless of her personal struggles. Lexi walked to her car, let herself into the driver seat and drove off.

As she drove into the traffic, her phone rang, the ID caller showing it was Rachel, Lexi's best friend.

"Hey girl." Rachel's cheerful voice came from the other side of the phone.

Lexi smiled wryly. "How's our soon to be Mrs doing?"

"I'm great, the wedding dress just came in."

"Sorry I wasn't able to help you prepare."

"It's fine all I need is your presence." Rachel said. "Just calling to make sure you don't forget that the bachelorette party is tomorrow."

Lexi chuckled, the sound mingling with the hum of the engine. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Chel. I've got my outfit ready and everything."

"Outfit?" Rachel's tone turned curious. "What's the theme again?"

"Neon and naughty," Lexi replied with a grin.

Rachel's laughter filled the line. "Perfect, I knew I could count on you. Hey, I hope you'll be there with Adrian tomorrow," Rachel said, her voice bubbly.

Lexi's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "We um.. broke up, Chel. He broke up with me."

The line went silent for a second.

"What? Why?" Rachel's shock was palpable.

Lexi took a deep breath as she ran fingers through her hair. "We've been drifting apart. I expected this."

Rachel's curiosity turned sharp as she questioned further. "What happened?"

Lexi hesitated before revealing the painful truth. "He said he's seeing someone else... someone younger."

Rachel's gasp was audible. "Lexi, are you okay?"

Lexi cringed, she hated the pint of pity in Rachel's tone. "Yes, I'm fine."

"Lex, I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

She forced a lightness into her voice. "It's okay, really. We weren't working out."

Rachel's concern lingered. "But someone younger? That must hurt."

Lexi's thoughts strayed to Rachel's fiancé, Damien, who was indeed younger. "You found your perfect match, Chel. Not everyone's as lucky."

Rachel picked up on the subtle hint. "Lex, don't compare. You'll find yours. You know you can talk to me if you want."

Lexi smiled wryly, grateful for Rachel's empathy.

"Not right now Chel. Tomorrow is about celebrating you, let's not talk about my failed relationships. I'll be all for you tomorrow, with bells on. Let's focus on your last night of freedom."

Rachel's laughter filled the line, a welcome relief. "Alright, let's focus on getting me thoroughly embarrassed tomorrow night! See you then." Lexi chuckled, hanging up, feeling a brief respite from her thoughts.

As she sat in her car, inching forward in the heavy traffic, Lexi's gaze drifted to the rearview mirror. Her eyes scanned her reflection and she winced. The crawling wrinkles on her cheeks seemed more pronounced when she smiled and the small bags under her eyes told the tale of sleepless nights. She looked a mess.

Her gaze lingered on her hair, where strands of gray peeked through the honey-brown locks. Should she dye it again? The thought crossed her mind, but it felt like a temporary solution to a deeper issue.

Lexi's thoughts began to unravel. She was growing old fast, it seemed. Her work life was perfect. Successful, fulfilling, and secure but her personal life was a different story altogether. The breakup with Adrian still stung, and the knowledge that he was already seeing someone younger only added salt to the wound.

As the traffic crawled, Lexi's mind wandered to the what-ifs. What if she had been more committed? What if she had taken more risks? The questions swirled, taunting her.

The sound of honking horns and revving engines snapped Lexi back to reality. She put the car in gear and inched forward, lost in thought. The city lights blurred around her, a reminder of the life she had built successful, yet somehow incomplete.

The GPS announced her arrival at home, breaking the spell. Lexi pulled into her parking spot, collecting her belongings. The silence of her apartment enveloped her, a stark contrast to the chaos of her thought?

Lexi stepped out of her car and onto the quiet parking lot of her apartment complex. The soft glow of the evening lights cast a warm ambiance, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside her. She grabbed her bag and began walking towards her apartment, the click of her heels echoing through the stillness.

As she entered her apartment, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, a reminder of her busy morning. The spacious living room doubled as her office when she was walking from home, with a sleek desk nestled in the corner. Awards and accolades from her publishing career adorned the walls, testifying to her success as Chief Editor at City Lights Publishing.

Lexi dropped her bag onto the couch and made her way to the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of wine, the rich aroma filling the air as she took a sip. The silence of her apartment was a welcome respite from the chaos of her thoughts.

Her gaze wandered to the bookshelves lining the walls, filled with manuscripts, bestsellers, and classics. Lexi's passion for storytelling had driven her to build a renowned publishing house from scratch. Her professional life was a testament to her hard work and dedication.

Yet, as she stood there, sipping her wine, Lexi couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness. Her personal life, once full of promise, now seemed barren. The breakup with Adrian had exposed the cracks in her facade.

With a sigh, Lexi settled onto the couch, her eyes drifting to the city skyline outside her window. The twinkling lights seemed to mock her, reminding her again of the life she had yet to build.