An Introvert in Paris - Part 2 : The Origin

chapter 7

I spent the evening of the next day in the gym. That day, neither Louisa nor I had worked. Louisa came around and informed me about something. I ultimately started to fall in love with her sister as time went on. I had now been working and attempting to get along with Louisa and her sister in Paris for almost six months. I was aware that I was dating Louisa's sister, despite the fact that her life was being severely restricted by the illness she was suffering from. I had genuinely begun to love her, so I had nothing to do. She went by the name Amié.

After a while, Jenny came back. When I inquired where she was, she remained silent. She had just departed, so I questioned her about why she hadn't informed me where she had gone.

"I apologise; it was quite agent, and when I left, I got into some shit," I replied.

"I mean, you can't just leave like that. What if someone was supposed to be worried about you? I mean, that's irresponsible."

I said, "What shit is that, because at least I know I'm supposed to know as a good neighbour who looks out for you, and if there is any way I can help?"

"Well, I apologise, but I accomplished it."

"Alright, let me hope so."

"Well, you know how much I missed you and how much I appreciate your concern, perhaps someone else wouldn't have looked out for another neighbour who they don't even know that well."

That evening, Jenny and I spent a few hours together before I left the gym that evening and headed home. We had discussed a lot of the things that Ami was interested in doing, and by that I mean Louise's sister. She had truly asked me to be her closest person after making a list of the things she wanted to accomplish.

Up until a later occasion, when I was watching a movie at her house with her, I didn't mind her health. She had stayed at home by herself while her sister was out. She had requested that I visit her and keep her company. when she experienced an episode and her nose began to bleed. Late in the evening, it was. I drove her to the medical facility. After two hours later that night, I had a terrible experience dating someone for whom I truly felt she would die from her illness in less time, despite my best efforts to reassure her that everything would be well. Amie passed away just before midnight.

The world was falling apart right now. Jenny, my neighbour, had totally left the flat and never came back. She had moved to a different location, which she had not disclosed to me. After selling their home, Louisa returned to her parents' home in New York. She must have been devastated by the loss of her sister since she had to distance herself from everyone. Despite my best efforts to patch her up, by the time she was staying at my house, it had all been for naught. She had quit his job indefinitely and abruptly disappeared.

Even after I made an attempt to locate her through the buyer of the house she had sold it to. I found out later that she had sold the house through a broker to whom she had not even provided contact information. I'm sure Louisa had been planning this for some time, if not right away, following her sister's death.

One day, while eating supper in a hotel in an area that was somewhat outside of Paris, I discovered something unexpected. I'm positive I saw someone I hadn't seen in about five years; she had relocated to France without telling me, and from what I could see, everything was going well in her life.

When I last saw Priscilla, she had been shot in the chest, and I had abandoned her, bleeding to death, on the ground. Since I had taken a seat in the farthest part of the dining hall, she did not first identify me. I called for a waiter and inquired about her.

"That's Miss Smiles; she's a good one, very easy and simple," he said.

"Smiles?"

He answered, "Yeah, we all love her; she's a good person."