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    We were once… the end

    Bette couldnt deny any of the words Tina just told her. She knew it was right. Perhaps no one could know her like Tina, eventually. For so many years, their love for each other turned into anger, hurting each other in return, until they realized those wounds they left for each other were beyond healing level.

    Tina left their home in Paris. She didnt say where she was going. Alone and defeat, Bette spends her time beating on the drum set she bought along with her to Paris. There were times Bette swears she lost her hearing for beating on drum set for long time. She couldnt differentiate the any slightest change in the tune. She always had the ears for superb sound and rhythm, and was proud of that. But it doesnt matter anymore since Tina walked out from her life. Nothing matter anymore.

    A year later, Bette received an e-mail from Tina. She said she in Tibet, Lhasa. Bette immediately jumped on the next plane to Tibet. Lhasa is a city of wonders. The Potala, a vast white and ochre fortress, dominates the Lhasa skyline. Standing outside the monastery, Bette let a gentle slow breeze sifts through her hair.

    Bette? A familiar voice sound from behind.

    Bette was stunned as she turns back and saw Tina, or she assumed that is Tina. Is this for real? Bette puts her hand on her head, a gesture of confused and perplexed. Tinas once beautiful blonde hairs were shaved. She looked more like a boy now, dressing like Tibetan Buddhist nun, a dark red rob draping across her body, a yellow color bag hanging from her shoulder. She looks peaceful and energetic.

    Waiting for Bette to speak, Tina saw Bette was indeed happy to see her.

    This really makes me look horrible, isnt? Tina smiled as she asked Bette.

    Shaking her head, Bette slowly said, No, but youre getting thin.

    Then is a great opportunity for me to loose weight. Tina chuckled. I was here a year ago, listening to one of those Dharma teachers teaching. It some how reaches out to me and Ive decided to stay for a while.

    Bette couldnt say anything. Her head was spinning and pounding inside due to the acute mountain sickness. Immediately Tina became a shadowy blur image.

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    Comments

    1. Oh damn this is so sad and hurt, I don’t know you write this amazing story and I hope you will sequel the story soon, because I can’t stand here watch Bette and Tina go in different way. Thank you!

    2. that’s very sad… :( is there any chance to get them back together? maybe after Tina has found her peace and realize her true love for Bette? Can hardly see them not being together..

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