Am sorry
to hear that. Tina turned to Bette.

Id rather
not talk too much about it. Its in the past and I want to move on. Vancouver is a beautiful city. And you, what
brought you to Vancouver?

Yeah it
is. I grew up here most of my life. After living in Las Cruces, New Mexico and finished high school there, I
decided to come back here.

Well, here
we are. Bette simply stated as they arrived in front of Tinas house.

Thanks for
the ride again. Ill see you around?

Sure. Call
me when youre up for a poetry night. Bette is hoping to get to know this girl
more but she doesnt want to seem overtly insistent.

—

Bette just
sat quietly as Tina is sleeping in her arms. Shes content with the peaceful
face before her. The rain does not seem about to subside anytime soon, it might
even pour through the night. Not wanting to wake Tina, her thoughts drifted to
the times where she was going through what Tina is going through right now.

It seemed
like yesterday when she finally admitted to herself that she was falling hard
for Jordana. At that time, she was still with Andre who she thought shed spend
the rest of her life with and growing old together. She and Andre had been
dating for a year and a half when she met Jordana in Andres friends party.
Her attraction towards Jordana spun her life around. Shes used to living a
black-and-white life where everything is defined and rules were abided.

Tina was
stirring in her arms and mumbling. Bettes eyes flew opened and looked for
indication if Tina was waking up, but she was just dreaming. She looked so adorable. Bette leaned
back and continues staring at the pouring rain.

—

Bette was
not very fond of parties that Andre likes to go to. She doesnt know half of
the people in the room and often wished that she could just stay home. Andre
always insisted that she should get out and network with people. Most of the
time, she found herself in a quiet room of the house, or somewhere outside –
breathing fresh air.

That night
she found herself playing piano. Just improv song that she felt appropriate for
the moment – she doesnt get transfixed to a song that she felt she ought to
play when playing secretly at a house other than her own.