Glenn Anantara's older brother had given him the nickname of "Mr. Atlantic" due to his colossal ego, which seemed to span as wide as the vast ocean itself. But it wasn't just his ego that reached grand proportions; it was also his staunch disbelief in concepts like true love, soulmates, and happily ever after. To Glenn, these ideas seemed utterly absurd and irrational. After all, he considered himself an exceptionally rational man. "When I fall in love, I fall hard. But when it's over, I simply say 'Fuck it all!' I refuse to be a pathetic, heartbroken mess, wallowing in misery," Glenn would declare, emphasizing his motto whenever his romantic relationships reached their bitter ends. And so far, he had succeeded in upholding his philosophy. That was until a man entered his life. Little did Glenn know that this man would not only challenge his beliefs about love but also alter the trajectory of his life's journey forever.
Chapter 1 IL RICCIO
It was forbidden for me to be consumed by agony every time my love story failed. When I fell in love, I fell in hard, but when I fell out of love, I fell out just as hard. The thing was, I wasn't going to be a sad, pathetic, and miserable guy. That's why I had never believed in true love, soulmates, or happily ever after. Those were the lamest concepts I had ever heard! I was not some hopeless romantic guy obsessing over grand romantic gestures. And if anyone wanted to bring up some data, there was the thing: there were still plenty of people getting divorced daily.
Divorce shouldn't have existed if people believed in that concept, should it? Happily ever after only happened in movies and cheesy romance novels. People should have known that by then.
But here I was, caught in the whirlwind of emotions, unable to shake off the memories of my time with Zack. It was perplexing and frustrating to find myself constantly thinking about him, considering my usual disdain for dwelling on past relationships. Yet, there was something different about what we had. Despite its short duration of less than a year, our connection surpassed anything I had experienced before.
I used to scoff at notions like true love and soulmates, dismissing them as clichéd and unrealistic. But being with Zack had challenged my skepticism. Suddenly, I found myself grappling with questions and uncertainties that I had previously shrugged off. What if we had tried harder? What if things had turned out differently? The what-ifs haunted me relentlessly.
The magic we shared was undeniable. It was an enchantment that I had never encountered before. Zack had a way of making me feel special, cherished, and understood. He became my greatest teacher in love and relationships, showing me a depth of affection I had never known. His presence lingered within me, casting a shadow over my thoughts and tugging at my heartstrings.
Every little detail of Zack was etched in my mind, as if I had memorized them all. The sound of his laughter echoed in my ears, and the image of his dimples graced my thoughts. Even the way he held his knife or fork seemed eternally imprinted in my memory. And those words he spoke, "You meant a lot to me, Glenn," reverberated in my mind, a bittersweet reminder of the bond we once shared.
Damn it all! I tried to push him out of my thoughts, to move on and forget, but he remained a constant presence. Months had passed, yet Zack still held a firm grip on my heart. It was a battle I couldn't seem to win.
I gulped down the white wine I had ordered at Il Riccio with a ravenous enthusiasm, as if it were the elixir of life itself. In a blink of an eye, it vanished, leaving no evidence of its existence. If Zack had been by my side, I could almost hear his voice scolding me in his usual way, "Glenn, that's not how you savor wine!" Oh, how his disapproving words resonated in my thoughts, reminding me of his absence. As a result, I found myself alone in this breathtaking place, none other than the luxurious island of Capri, nestled within the glamorous Sorrentine Peninsula.
But it was all because of Zack's persistent desire to bring me here that I ended up in this solitude.
Sitting there while gazing at the blue sea and listening to people speaking English, from British accents to American ones, some waiters rapidly speaking in Italian, Zack was smiling in every corner of that restaurant because the only thing about him that I could bring to Italy was the memory of him. You know what, Zack? I knew you would have teased me relentlessly there. You were the only one who could make me blush. And I would have done anything to have that in an instant. I wouldn't have minded, Zack. Tease me as much as you like because I wanted you to be here.
"Glenn?"
My entire body tensed up in an instant when I heard that voice. I mean, seriously? How on earth could someone recognize me here? Capri was like a hidden gem, a place where hardly any Indonesians would venture. I had hoped for some anonymity after leaving Bali, but apparently, life had other plans for me.
I slowly turned my face upward, cautiously confirming my suspicion. And there he was, standing right in front of me. The audacity! It took every ounce of self-control not to chuck my glass of wine at his face. I mean, talk about a dramatic exit. Screaming like a lunatic wouldn't have been my finest moment, that's for sure.
Damn it! Couldn't life just let me have a moment of peace and calm? Apparently not.
I swore by all the Roman gods and goddesses I had never believed in. How could he have possibly known of my presence at Il Riccio? And what on earth could have brought him here? A whirlwind of inquiries swirled within my mind, their answers veiled in uncertainty, with no glimmer of resolution on the distant horizon.
"What the hell are you doing?"
If he had possessed an ounce of rationality, he would have swiftly backed off and given me some space. But no, this person embodied stubbornness and self-centeredness in its purest form. I clenched my fists, trying to keep my rising anger in check as he responded to my question with a disarming smile. I couldn't afford to get caught up in any more drama at that moment. I had enough on my plate dealing with my own personal struggles and battles.
That guy looked just the same as the last time I laid eyes on him. The five o'clock shadow, the Hermes bracelet he only wore during our dinner dates, and that familiar haircut. If circumstances were different, we could have ended up in a heated argument or a passionate encounter. But he was the last person I wanted to see on this planet.
"You underestimated the power of fate, Glenn. You haven't changed much, have you? How are you?"
Chapter 1 IL RICCIO
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Chapter 2 UNO
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Chapter 3 2 - DUE
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Chapter 4 3 - TRE
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Chapter 5 4 - QUATTRO
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Chapter 6 5 - CINQUE
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Chapter 7 6 - SEI
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Chapter 8 7 - SETTE
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Chapter 9 8 - OTTO
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Chapter 10 9 - NOVE
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Chapter 11 10 - DIECI
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Chapter 12 11 - UNDICI
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Chapter 13 12 - DODICI
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Chapter 14 13 - TREDICI
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Chapter 15 14 - QUATTORDICI
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Chapter 16 15 - QUINDICI
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Chapter 17 16 - SEIDICI
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Chapter 18 17 - DICIASETTE
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Chapter 19 18 - DICIOTTO
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Chapter 20 19 - DICIANOVE
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Chapter 21 20 - VENTI
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Chapter 22 21 - VENTUNO
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Chapter 23 22 - VENTIDUE
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Chapter 24 23 - VENTITRE
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Chapter 25 24 - VENTIQUATTRO
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Chapter 26 25 - VENTICINQUE
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Chapter 27 26 - VENTISEI
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Chapter 28 27 - VENTISETTE
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Chapter 29 28 - VENTOTTO
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Chapter 30 29 - VENTINOVE
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Chapter 31 30 - TRENTA
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Chapter 32 31 - TRENTUNO
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Chapter 33 32 - TRENTADUE
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Chapter 34 33 - TRENTATRE
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Chapter 35 34 - EPILOGUE - CHARLES DE GAULLE
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