July 19, 2025 • 26 mins
What arrangement? It was crazy talk.
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Dexter, we're monogamous.
Speaker 2 (00:06):
No, we're not.
Speaker 1 (00:08):
The hell do you mean we're not? Since when are
we not? Dexter moved away from the table and grabbed
a new beer from the fridge.
Speaker 2 (00:16):
LEA, are you messing with me? Right now?
Speaker 1 (00:19):
Me messing with you? You're the one who's texting in
front of my face. This whole thing blew up when
I saw him message someone with a heart emoji, and
it definitely wasn't his mom. Dexter's defense was that he
was just texting his secondary some girl named Sonny that
I was supposed to know about Nea.
Speaker 2 (00:41):
Why are you being like this?
Speaker 1 (00:43):
Like what?
Speaker 2 (00:45):
We've had this arrangement for over two years?
Speaker 1 (00:48):
What arrangement? It was crazy talk. I couldn't believe he
had the balls to pretend this was normal. I don't
remember ever discussing a secondary person or whatever this is.
He drank his beer, staring with his characteristic half closed eyes,
(01:08):
as if I had done something to bore or annoy him.
Speaker 2 (01:15):
Do you want me to get the contract?
Speaker 1 (01:17):
What contract?
Speaker 2 (01:19):
The contract that we wrote together, that you signed.
Speaker 1 (01:24):
I was more confused than ever. Sure, yes, bring out
the contract wordlessly, he went into his room. I could
hear him pull out drawers and shuffle through papers. I
swirled my finger over top of my wineglass, wondering if
this was some stupid prank his friends egged him into doing.
(01:46):
Any minute now, he was going to come out with
a bouquet and sheepishly yell April fools, And then I
was going to ream him out because this whole gag
had been unfunny and demeaning and stupid. But instead he
came out with the sheet of paper. It looked like
a contract. Our polyamory relationship parties involved Dexter boyfriend Mia,
(02:13):
primary girlfriend Sonny secondary girlfriend date redacted. Respect the hierarchy.
Dexter and Mia are primary partners, meaning their relationship takes
priority in major life decisions, living arrangements, rent, etc. Dexter
and Sonny share a secondary relationship, Oh good. They reserve
(02:36):
the right to see each other as long as it
does not conflict with a primary relationship. All parties recognize
that this is an open, ethical, non monogamous relationship with
mutual respect. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw
my signature at the bottom. My curly QL looked pretty
much spot on, but I didn't remember sign this at all, Dexter,
(03:04):
I struggle to find the right word. His face looked unamused,
as if he was getting tired of my kidding around. Dexter,
I'm sorry, I I don't remember signing this. He rolled
his eyes.
Speaker 2 (03:21):
Mia, come on.
Speaker 1 (03:24):
I'm being serious. This isn't I couldn't have signed this,
couldn't have His sigh turned frustrated.
Speaker 2 (03:34):
Listen, if this is your way of renegotiating, that's fine.
We can have a meeting. I'm I'm always open to discussion,
but there's no reason to diss sunning like that.
Speaker 1 (03:46):
I was shocked at how defensive he was. Dexter, I'm
not trying to diss anyone. I'm not lying. I swear
on my mom's grave, my own grave. I do not
remember Sonny at all. He looked at me with a
frown and shook his head, more disappointed than anything.
Speaker 2 (04:06):
Listen, we can have a meeting tomorrow. Just stop pretending
you don't know her.
Speaker 1 (04:15):
I didn't want to prod the bear, so I laid
off him. The rest of the evening, we finished our drinks,
watched some TV, and then went to sleep. The following morning,
Dexter dropped her weekend plans and made a reservation at
a local sushi restaurant. Sunny was going to meet us
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there at noon for a renegotiation. I didn't know what
to think over breakfast. I made a few delicate inquiries
over Sonny, but Dexter was still quite offended. Apparently this
had been something all three of us had wanted, all
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three of us. I found it hard to believe, but
didn't push it any further. Instead, I scrounged through the
photos on my phone, where I immediately noticed something was wrong.
There was a new woman in all of them. It
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was hard to explain. It's like someone had individually doctored
all my old photos to suddenly fit an extra person
into each one. It was unsettling, to say the least.
Dexter and I had this one iconic photo from our
visit to the epic suspension Bridge, where we were holding
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a small kiss at the end of the bridge. We
occupied most of the frame except now. When I looked
at the photo, somehow there was this shadowy, taller woman
behind both of us. She had her hands across both
our waists and was blowing a kiss towards the camera.
Who the hell.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
She was?
Speaker 1 (06:06):
In nearly every photo, evenings out at restaurants, family gatherings,
board game nights, weddings, even in photos from our vacations
Milan Rome. She even fucking joined us inside the Sistine Chapel.
The strangest part was her look. I'm not gonna beat
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around the bush. This was some kind of photoshopped model,
like a Kaylie Jenner Kardashian type. It felt like some
influencer turned actress turned to philanthropists just so happened to
bump into two bland Canadians. It didn't look real. The
photo was too perfect. There wasn't a single one where
she had half her eyes closed, or was caught mid
laugh or anything. It's like she had rehearsed a pose
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for each one. The whole vibe was disturbing. I wanted
to in front Dexter the moment I saw this woman,
this sucubiss whatever she was. But he went for a
bike ride to clear his head. It was very typical
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of him to avoid confrontation. Originally he was supposed to
come back and then we'd both head to the restaurant together,
but he didn't come back. Dexter texted me instead to
come meet him at the restaurant that he'll be waiting there.
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What the fuck was going on? The restaurant was a
Japanese almasake bar, small venue, no windows. This was one
of our favorite places because it wasn't too overpriced but
still had a classy vibe. I felt a little betrayed
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that we were using my favorite date night restaurant for
something so auxiliary. My sense of betrayal ripened further when
I arrived ten minutes early, only to see Dexter already
at the table, and he was sitting next to her,
if you could call it sitting. It almost looked like
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he was kneeling, holding both of her hands, as if
he had been sharing the deepest, most important secrets of
his life for the last couple hours. I could hear
the faint echo of his whisper as.
Speaker 2 (08:27):
I walked in, so glad this could work out this way.
Speaker 1 (08:34):
For a moment, I wanted to turn away. How long
have they been? Here's just an ambush? But then Sonny
spotted me from across the restaurant.
Speaker 3 (08:48):
Mia over here.
Speaker 1 (08:50):
Her wide eyes glimmered in the restaurant's soft lighting, zeroing
in on me like a hawk. Somehow, her words traveled
thirty feet without her having to raise her voice.
Speaker 3 (09:01):
Mia join us.
Speaker 1 (09:04):
I walked up, feeling a little sheepish, but refusing to
let it show. I wore what my friends often called
my resting defiant face, which can apparently look quite intimidating.
Come set, Sonny patted the open space to her left.
Her nails had to be at least an inch long.
I smiled and sat on Dexter's right. Sonny cut right
(09:27):
to it.
Speaker 3 (09:29):
So Deankster says, you've been having trumpel in your relationship.
Speaker 1 (09:34):
It was hard to look her in the eyes. Staring
at her seemed strangely entrancing. The word tunnel vision immediately
came to mind, as if the world around Sonny was
merely an echo to her reverberating bell. Uh trouble No,
dex and I are doing great. I turned to face Dexter,
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who looked indifferent as usual. I wouldn't say there's any trouble.
Speaker 3 (10:02):
I meant in your relationship to our agreement.
Speaker 1 (10:06):
Sonny smoky voice lingered on each word.
Speaker 3 (10:10):
Dexter says, you're trying to back out of it.
Speaker 1 (10:14):
I poured myself a cup of the green tea to
busy myself, anything to avert her gaze. However, as soon
as I brought the ceramic cup to my lips, I reconsidered,
am I even sure this drink is safe? Hmmm? I
cleared my throat and did my best to find a
safe viewing angle of Sonny. As long as I looked
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away between sentences, it seemed like the entrancing tunnel vision
couldn't take hold. Listen, I'm just gonna be honest. It's
very nice to meet you, Sonny. You look like a
very nice person, but I don't know you, like at all,
don't know me. When I glanced over, Sonny was suddenly
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backlit like one of the restaurant lamps had lowered itself
to make her hair look glowing.
Speaker 3 (11:04):
Of course, you know me. We've known each other since
high school.
Speaker 1 (11:09):
As soon as she said the words, I got a migraine.
Worse yet, I suddenly remembered things. I suddenly remembered the
time we were at our Grade eleven theater camp, where
I had been paired up with Sunny for almost every assignment.
We had laughed at each other in improv and belted
(11:29):
from our belts in singing. Our final mini project was
a duologue, and we were assigned Romeo and Juliet. I
can still feel the warmness of her hand during.
Speaker 3 (11:40):
Rehearsal, and even after high.
Speaker 1 (11:43):
School, Sonny continued looking at me with her perfectly tweezed brows.
Speaker 3 (11:48):
Are you saying you forgot our whole trend? Through Europe?
Speaker 1 (11:53):
Bright Purple Lights Music Festival, Belgium. Some of these dance
floors apparently let just about anything happen. But she was
always there for me. She would always be there for me.
I smacked my plate, trying to mentally fend off the
onslaught of so much imagery. It's not real. It feels real,
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but it's not real. It can't be real. Well, Dexter asked,
he was offering me some of his dynamite roll. When
did we order food? I politely declined and cleared my throat,
And there was still enough of me that new Sonny
was manifesting something. Somehow, she was warping past events in
(12:38):
my head. I forcibly stared at the empty plate beneath me.
I don't know what's going on, but both Dexter and
I are leaving. Dexter scoffed, leaving.
Speaker 2 (12:50):
I don't think so.
Speaker 3 (12:52):
No one's leaving until you tell us what's wrong.
Speaker 1 (12:56):
Sunny smoky voice sounded more alluring the longer I wasn't looking.
Speaker 3 (13:01):
That's how our meetings are supposed to work.
Speaker 1 (13:03):
Remember, I could tell she was trying to draw my gaze,
but I wasn't having it. I slid off my seat
in one quick movement. Dexter grabbed my wrist. Hey, I
wrenched my hand.
Speaker 2 (13:15):
Let go.
Speaker 1 (13:16):
We struggled for a few seconds before Sonny stood up
and assertively pronounced.
Speaker 3 (13:20):
Darlings, please, there's no need for this to be embarrassing.
Speaker 1 (13:25):
Dexter, let go. I took this as an opportunity and
backed away from the booth. And what a booth it was.
The lighting was picture perfect. Sonny had the most artistically
pleasing arrangement of sushi roles I'd ever seen, seaweed, rice
and sashimi arranged in flourishes that would have made Wes
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Anderson melt in his seat. I turned and bolted Miah
Dexter yelled at the door. I pulled the handle and
ran outside. I didn't enter the outside lobby. I entered
the same sushi restaurant again the hell. I turned around
(14:11):
and looked behind me. There was Sonny sitting in her booth,
and then I looked ahead, back in front Sonny sitting
in her booth, a mirror copy. The door opened both
ways into the same restaurant. What I tried to look
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for any other exit. I ran along the left side
of the wall, away from Sonny's booth, towards the washroom.
There had to be a back exit somewhere. I found
the washrooms, the kitchen, and the staff rooms, but none
of the doors would open. It's like it's like they
were all blued shut. What's going on? What is this?
Wiping my tears, I wandered back into the restaurant, realizing
(14:56):
in shock that we were the only PA Trends there.
We were the only people here. Everything was totally empty
except for Sonny's beautifully lit booth. She watched me patiently
with a smile. What is happening? There was no use
(15:20):
hiding the fear in my voice.
Speaker 3 (15:23):
What is happening is that we need to renegotiate.
Speaker 1 (15:27):
Sonny cleared some food from the center of the table
and presented a paper contract relationship with Sonny. Parties involved
primary girlfriend Sonny, primary boyfriend Xter, secondaries, Mia, Maxine Jasper, Theo, Victor, Noe,
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Mitteo Claudine Tertieres see appendix be date redacted. The changeover,
Mia will be given thirty days to find new accommodations.
Dexter recommends returning to her parents' place. In the meantime,
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Mia is allowed to keep any and all of her
original possessions. My jaw dropped. What the fuck? Avoiding Sonny's gaze,
I instead turned to Dexter, who stared at me with
a loosely apologetic frown. Dexter, what is all this? It's
(16:45):
saying I have to move We just moved in together
like six months ago. You can't be serious. He cleared
his throat and flattened his shirt across newly formed pecks
and six pack. What is going on?
Speaker 2 (17:07):
I'm serious, Mia, I've done some thinking. You don't have
what I want.
Speaker 1 (17:17):
There was some kind of aura exuding from Dexter. Now
he looked cleaner and better shaven than before. His cheekbones
might have even been higher too. I didn't know how
much of this had to do with Sonny's influence, but
I tried to see pasted it. I spoke to him
as the boyfriend I had dated for over two years.
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Dexter listened to me. I'm telling it to you as
straight as it is. Something's fucked. Don't follow, Sonny, I
pointed at her, without turning a glance. You were like
entranced or something. If you care at all about yourself,
your well being, your future, just leave. This is not
worth it is even about me anymore. Your life is
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at risk here. Sonny laughed, a rich, lugubrious laugh, and
then drank some elaborate cocktail in the corner of my eye.
Speaker 2 (18:10):
Well, I want to stay with her, Dexter said, and
you need to sign to make that happen.
Speaker 1 (18:19):
His finger planted itself on the contract. Dexter, you can't.
Speaker 3 (18:26):
Stay if you don't sign.
Speaker 1 (18:31):
Sonny's smoky voice traveled right up to both my ears,
as if she was whispering into both at the same time.
Speaker 3 (18:37):
You can never leave.
Speaker 1 (18:40):
Suddenly, all lamps in the restaurant went out, all the
lamps except our booths. It's like we were featured in
some commercial. Sonny stared at me with completely black eyes,
no iris, no sclare up, pure obsidian sign. It all
around me was pitch darkness. Was I even at this
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restaurant anymore? A cold, stifling tightness caused my back to shiver.
I signed on the dotted line. My curly cue l
never looked better good. Sonny snatched the page away, vanishing
it somewhere behind her back. She smiled and sipped from
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her drink.
Speaker 3 (19:27):
You know, Mia, I don't think Dexter has eva loved
you to begin with. Let's be honest.
Speaker 1 (19:34):
Her all black eyes found mine again. I was flooded
with more memories Dexter forgetting our anniversary, his inappropriate joke
at my dad's hospital bed, the time he compared my
cooking to a toddler's in front of my entire family.
My headache started to throb. In response, I unzipped my
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purse and pulled out my pepper spray. I maced the
fuck out of Sonny. The yellow spray shot her right
in the face. She screamed and turned away. Dexter grabbed
my arm and I grabbed his in return. Now, Dexter,
let's get out of here. Forget Sonny, fuck this contract.
But he wrestled my hand and pried the pepper spray
from my fingers. His chessel jawnline abruptly disappeared. He looked upset.
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His face was flushed with shock and disappointment.
Speaker 2 (20:25):
I can't believe you, Mia pepper spray? Are you? Are
you serious?
Speaker 1 (20:31):
Suddenly the lights were back and we weren't alone in
the restaurant. The patrons around me looked stupefied by my behavior.
People around began to cough and waft the spray from
their table. I stepped back from our booth, which looked
the same as the other booths. Sonny was keeled over
in her seat, gagging and trying to clear her throat.
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A waiter shuffled over to our table, asking what had happened.
A child across from us began to cry. I tore
away and sprinted out the doors. This time, I had
no trouble entering the lobby. This time I had no
trouble escaping back outside. I moved away from Dexter the
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next day. I told my family it was an emergency.
They asked if he was being abusive, If I should
involve the police in this situation. I said no, because
it wasn't quite exactly like that. I didn't know exactly
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what was going on except that I needed to get away.
I just wanted to go. After that evening, thirty months
of relationship had just gone up in smoke. All my
memories of Dexter were now varrible. I figured some of
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them had to be true. He was far from the
perfect boyfriend, but for all of them to be rotten,
that couldn't be right. Why would I have been with
someone for so long if they were so awful. In
the effort of maintaining my self respect, I convinced myself
that Dexter was a good guy, that his image had
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been slandered by Sonny, which is still the only explanation
I have that she altered my memories of him. I'm
sorry I couldn't help you, Dexter, but the situation was
beyond me. I hope you're able to find your way
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out of it too. There's nothing else I can do.
Although I've distanced myself away from Dexter and moved back
in with my parents in a completely different part of
the city, I still haven't been able to shake Sonny.
She still texts me. She keeps asking to meet up.
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Apparently we're due for a catchup. I see her randomly
in coffee shops and food courts, but I always pack
up and leave. I don't know who or what she is,
but every time I see her, I get flooded with
more bogus romantic events of our shared past, our trip
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to Nicaragua, our skiing staycation, our Saint Patrick's day at
the beach. It's reached a point where I can tell
the memories or faked by the sheer volume. There's no
way I would have had the time not to mention
the money to go to half these places I'm suddenly remembering.
So I'm saving up to move away. Thanks to my
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family lineage, I have an Italian passport. I'm going to
try and restart my life somewhere around Florence, but who knows,
I might even move to Spain or France. I know
it's a big sudden change, but after these last couple months,
I really need a way to reclaim myself. I just
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want my own life and my own inside my head back.
I want to start making memories that I know are
real places I've been, to people I've seen. I want
memories that belong to no one else but me.
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Dexter, we're monogamous.
Speaker 2 (00:06):
No, we're not.
Speaker 1 (00:08):
The hell do you mean we're not? Since when are
we not? Dexter moved away from the table and grabbed
a new beer from the fridge.
Speaker 2 (00:16):
LEA, are you messing with me? Right now?
Speaker 1 (00:19):
Me messing with you? You're the one who's texting in
front of my face. This whole thing blew up when
I saw him message someone with a heart emoji, and
it definitely wasn't his mom. Dexter's defense was that he
was just texting his secondary some girl named Sonny that
I was supposed to know about Nea.
Speaker 2 (00:41):
Why are you being like this?
Speaker 1 (00:43):
Like what?
Speaker 2 (00:45):
We've had this arrangement for over two years?
Speaker 1 (00:48):
What arrangement? It was crazy talk. I couldn't believe he
had the balls to pretend this was normal. I don't
remember ever discussing a secondary person or whatever this is.
He drank his beer, staring with his characteristic half closed eyes,
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as if I had done something to bore or annoy him.
Speaker 2 (01:15):
Do you want me to get the contract?
Speaker 1 (01:17):
What contract?
Speaker 2 (01:19):
The contract that we wrote together, that you signed.
Speaker 1 (01:24):
I was more confused than ever. Sure, yes, bring out
the contract wordlessly, he went into his room. I could
hear him pull out drawers and shuffle through papers. I
swirled my finger over top of my wineglass, wondering if
this was some stupid prank his friends egged him into doing.
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Any minute now, he was going to come out with
a bouquet and sheepishly yell April fools, And then I
was going to ream him out because this whole gag
had been unfunny and demeaning and stupid. But instead he
came out with the sheet of paper. It looked like
a contract. Our polyamory relationship parties involved Dexter boyfriend Mia,
(02:13):
primary girlfriend Sonny secondary girlfriend date redacted. Respect the hierarchy.
Dexter and Mia are primary partners, meaning their relationship takes
priority in major life decisions, living arrangements, rent, etc. Dexter
and Sonny share a secondary relationship, Oh good. They reserve
(02:36):
the right to see each other as long as it
does not conflict with a primary relationship. All parties recognize
that this is an open, ethical, non monogamous relationship with
mutual respect. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw
my signature at the bottom. My curly QL looked pretty
much spot on, but I didn't remember sign this at all, Dexter,
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I struggle to find the right word. His face looked unamused,
as if he was getting tired of my kidding around. Dexter,
I'm sorry, I I don't remember signing this. He rolled
his eyes.
Speaker 2 (03:21):
Mia, come on.
Speaker 1 (03:24):
I'm being serious. This isn't I couldn't have signed this,
couldn't have His sigh turned frustrated.
Speaker 2 (03:34):
Listen, if this is your way of renegotiating, that's fine.
We can have a meeting. I'm I'm always open to discussion,
but there's no reason to diss sunning like that.
Speaker 1 (03:46):
I was shocked at how defensive he was. Dexter, I'm
not trying to diss anyone. I'm not lying. I swear
on my mom's grave, my own grave. I do not
remember Sonny at all. He looked at me with a
frown and shook his head, more disappointed than anything.
Speaker 2 (04:06):
Listen, we can have a meeting tomorrow. Just stop pretending
you don't know her.
Speaker 1 (04:15):
I didn't want to prod the bear, so I laid
off him. The rest of the evening, we finished our drinks,
watched some TV, and then went to sleep. The following morning,
Dexter dropped her weekend plans and made a reservation at
a local sushi restaurant. Sunny was going to meet us
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there at noon for a renegotiation. I didn't know what
to think over breakfast. I made a few delicate inquiries
over Sonny, but Dexter was still quite offended. Apparently this
had been something all three of us had wanted, all
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three of us. I found it hard to believe, but
didn't push it any further. Instead, I scrounged through the
photos on my phone, where I immediately noticed something was wrong.
There was a new woman in all of them. It
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was hard to explain. It's like someone had individually doctored
all my old photos to suddenly fit an extra person
into each one. It was unsettling, to say the least.
Dexter and I had this one iconic photo from our
visit to the epic suspension Bridge, where we were holding
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a small kiss at the end of the bridge. We
occupied most of the frame except now. When I looked
at the photo, somehow there was this shadowy, taller woman
behind both of us. She had her hands across both
our waists and was blowing a kiss towards the camera.
Who the hell.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
She was?
Speaker 1 (06:06):
In nearly every photo, evenings out at restaurants, family gatherings,
board game nights, weddings, even in photos from our vacations
Milan Rome. She even fucking joined us inside the Sistine Chapel.
The strangest part was her look. I'm not gonna beat
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around the bush. This was some kind of photoshopped model,
like a Kaylie Jenner Kardashian type. It felt like some
influencer turned actress turned to philanthropists just so happened to
bump into two bland Canadians. It didn't look real. The
photo was too perfect. There wasn't a single one where
she had half her eyes closed, or was caught mid
laugh or anything. It's like she had rehearsed a pose
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for each one. The whole vibe was disturbing. I wanted
to in front Dexter the moment I saw this woman,
this sucubiss whatever she was. But he went for a
bike ride to clear his head. It was very typical
(07:13):
of him to avoid confrontation. Originally he was supposed to
come back and then we'd both head to the restaurant together,
but he didn't come back. Dexter texted me instead to
come meet him at the restaurant that he'll be waiting there.
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What the fuck was going on? The restaurant was a
Japanese almasake bar, small venue, no windows. This was one
of our favorite places because it wasn't too overpriced but
still had a classy vibe. I felt a little betrayed
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that we were using my favorite date night restaurant for
something so auxiliary. My sense of betrayal ripened further when
I arrived ten minutes early, only to see Dexter already
at the table, and he was sitting next to her,
if you could call it sitting. It almost looked like
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he was kneeling, holding both of her hands, as if
he had been sharing the deepest, most important secrets of
his life for the last couple hours. I could hear
the faint echo of his whisper as.
Speaker 2 (08:27):
I walked in, so glad this could work out this way.
Speaker 1 (08:34):
For a moment, I wanted to turn away. How long
have they been? Here's just an ambush? But then Sonny
spotted me from across the restaurant.
Speaker 3 (08:48):
Mia over here.
Speaker 1 (08:50):
Her wide eyes glimmered in the restaurant's soft lighting, zeroing
in on me like a hawk. Somehow, her words traveled
thirty feet without her having to raise her voice.
Speaker 3 (09:01):
Mia join us.
Speaker 1 (09:04):
I walked up, feeling a little sheepish, but refusing to
let it show. I wore what my friends often called
my resting defiant face, which can apparently look quite intimidating.
Come set, Sonny patted the open space to her left.
Her nails had to be at least an inch long.
I smiled and sat on Dexter's right. Sonny cut right
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to it.
Speaker 3 (09:29):
So Deankster says, you've been having trumpel in your relationship.
Speaker 1 (09:34):
It was hard to look her in the eyes. Staring
at her seemed strangely entrancing. The word tunnel vision immediately
came to mind, as if the world around Sonny was
merely an echo to her reverberating bell. Uh trouble No,
dex and I are doing great. I turned to face Dexter,
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who looked indifferent as usual. I wouldn't say there's any trouble.
Speaker 3 (10:02):
I meant in your relationship to our agreement.
Speaker 1 (10:06):
Sonny smoky voice lingered on each word.
Speaker 3 (10:10):
Dexter says, you're trying to back out of it.
Speaker 1 (10:14):
I poured myself a cup of the green tea to
busy myself, anything to avert her gaze. However, as soon
as I brought the ceramic cup to my lips, I reconsidered,
am I even sure this drink is safe? Hmmm? I
cleared my throat and did my best to find a
safe viewing angle of Sonny. As long as I looked
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away between sentences, it seemed like the entrancing tunnel vision
couldn't take hold. Listen, I'm just gonna be honest. It's
very nice to meet you, Sonny. You look like a
very nice person, but I don't know you, like at all,
don't know me. When I glanced over, Sonny was suddenly
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backlit like one of the restaurant lamps had lowered itself
to make her hair look glowing.
Speaker 3 (11:04):
Of course, you know me. We've known each other since
high school.
Speaker 1 (11:09):
As soon as she said the words, I got a migraine.
Worse yet, I suddenly remembered things. I suddenly remembered the
time we were at our Grade eleven theater camp, where
I had been paired up with Sunny for almost every assignment.
We had laughed at each other in improv and belted
(11:29):
from our belts in singing. Our final mini project was
a duologue, and we were assigned Romeo and Juliet. I
can still feel the warmness of her hand during.
Speaker 3 (11:40):
Rehearsal, and even after high.
Speaker 1 (11:43):
School, Sonny continued looking at me with her perfectly tweezed brows.
Speaker 3 (11:48):
Are you saying you forgot our whole trend? Through Europe?
Speaker 1 (11:53):
Bright Purple Lights Music Festival, Belgium. Some of these dance
floors apparently let just about anything happen. But she was
always there for me. She would always be there for me.
I smacked my plate, trying to mentally fend off the
onslaught of so much imagery. It's not real. It feels real,
(12:14):
but it's not real. It can't be real. Well, Dexter asked,
he was offering me some of his dynamite roll. When
did we order food? I politely declined and cleared my throat,
And there was still enough of me that new Sonny
was manifesting something. Somehow, she was warping past events in
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my head. I forcibly stared at the empty plate beneath me.
I don't know what's going on, but both Dexter and
I are leaving. Dexter scoffed, leaving.
Speaker 2 (12:50):
I don't think so.
Speaker 3 (12:52):
No one's leaving until you tell us what's wrong.
Speaker 1 (12:56):
Sunny smoky voice sounded more alluring the longer I wasn't looking.
Speaker 3 (13:01):
That's how our meetings are supposed to work.
Speaker 1 (13:03):
Remember, I could tell she was trying to draw my gaze,
but I wasn't having it. I slid off my seat
in one quick movement. Dexter grabbed my wrist. Hey, I
wrenched my hand.
Speaker 2 (13:15):
Let go.
Speaker 1 (13:16):
We struggled for a few seconds before Sonny stood up
and assertively pronounced.
Speaker 3 (13:20):
Darlings, please, there's no need for this to be embarrassing.
Speaker 1 (13:25):
Dexter, let go. I took this as an opportunity and
backed away from the booth. And what a booth it was.
The lighting was picture perfect. Sonny had the most artistically
pleasing arrangement of sushi roles I'd ever seen, seaweed, rice
and sashimi arranged in flourishes that would have made Wes
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Anderson melt in his seat. I turned and bolted Miah
Dexter yelled at the door. I pulled the handle and
ran outside. I didn't enter the outside lobby. I entered
the same sushi restaurant again the hell. I turned around
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and looked behind me. There was Sonny sitting in her booth,
and then I looked ahead, back in front Sonny sitting
in her booth, a mirror copy. The door opened both
ways into the same restaurant. What I tried to look
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for any other exit. I ran along the left side
of the wall, away from Sonny's booth, towards the washroom.
There had to be a back exit somewhere. I found
the washrooms, the kitchen, and the staff rooms, but none
of the doors would open. It's like it's like they
were all blued shut. What's going on? What is this?
Wiping my tears, I wandered back into the restaurant, realizing
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in shock that we were the only PA Trends there.
We were the only people here. Everything was totally empty
except for Sonny's beautifully lit booth. She watched me patiently
with a smile. What is happening? There was no use
(15:20):
hiding the fear in my voice.
Speaker 3 (15:23):
What is happening is that we need to renegotiate.
Speaker 1 (15:27):
Sonny cleared some food from the center of the table
and presented a paper contract relationship with Sonny. Parties involved
primary girlfriend Sonny, primary boyfriend Xter, secondaries, Mia, Maxine Jasper, Theo, Victor, Noe,
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Mitteo Claudine Tertieres see appendix be date redacted. The changeover,
Mia will be given thirty days to find new accommodations.
Dexter recommends returning to her parents' place. In the meantime,
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Mia is allowed to keep any and all of her
original possessions. My jaw dropped. What the fuck? Avoiding Sonny's gaze,
I instead turned to Dexter, who stared at me with
a loosely apologetic frown. Dexter, what is all this? It's
(16:45):
saying I have to move We just moved in together
like six months ago. You can't be serious. He cleared
his throat and flattened his shirt across newly formed pecks
and six pack. What is going on?
Speaker 2 (17:07):
I'm serious, Mia, I've done some thinking. You don't have
what I want.
Speaker 1 (17:17):
There was some kind of aura exuding from Dexter. Now
he looked cleaner and better shaven than before. His cheekbones
might have even been higher too. I didn't know how
much of this had to do with Sonny's influence, but
I tried to see pasted it. I spoke to him
as the boyfriend I had dated for over two years.
(17:40):
Dexter listened to me. I'm telling it to you as
straight as it is. Something's fucked. Don't follow, Sonny, I
pointed at her, without turning a glance. You were like
entranced or something. If you care at all about yourself,
your well being, your future, just leave. This is not
worth it is even about me anymore. Your life is
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at risk here. Sonny laughed, a rich, lugubrious laugh, and
then drank some elaborate cocktail in the corner of my eye.
Speaker 2 (18:10):
Well, I want to stay with her, Dexter said, and
you need to sign to make that happen.
Speaker 1 (18:19):
His finger planted itself on the contract. Dexter, you can't.
Speaker 3 (18:26):
Stay if you don't sign.
Speaker 1 (18:31):
Sonny's smoky voice traveled right up to both my ears,
as if she was whispering into both at the same time.
Speaker 3 (18:37):
You can never leave.
Speaker 1 (18:40):
Suddenly, all lamps in the restaurant went out, all the
lamps except our booths. It's like we were featured in
some commercial. Sonny stared at me with completely black eyes,
no iris, no sclare up, pure obsidian sign. It all
around me was pitch darkness. Was I even at this
(19:05):
restaurant anymore? A cold, stifling tightness caused my back to shiver.
I signed on the dotted line. My curly cue l
never looked better good. Sonny snatched the page away, vanishing
it somewhere behind her back. She smiled and sipped from
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her drink.
Speaker 3 (19:27):
You know, Mia, I don't think Dexter has eva loved
you to begin with. Let's be honest.
Speaker 1 (19:34):
Her all black eyes found mine again. I was flooded
with more memories Dexter forgetting our anniversary, his inappropriate joke
at my dad's hospital bed, the time he compared my
cooking to a toddler's in front of my entire family.
My headache started to throb. In response, I unzipped my
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purse and pulled out my pepper spray. I maced the
fuck out of Sonny. The yellow spray shot her right
in the face. She screamed and turned away. Dexter grabbed
my arm and I grabbed his in return. Now, Dexter,
let's get out of here. Forget Sonny, fuck this contract.
But he wrestled my hand and pried the pepper spray
from my fingers. His chessel jawnline abruptly disappeared. He looked upset.
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His face was flushed with shock and disappointment.
Speaker 2 (20:25):
I can't believe you, Mia pepper spray? Are you? Are
you serious?
Speaker 1 (20:31):
Suddenly the lights were back and we weren't alone in
the restaurant. The patrons around me looked stupefied by my behavior.
People around began to cough and waft the spray from
their table. I stepped back from our booth, which looked
the same as the other booths. Sonny was keeled over
in her seat, gagging and trying to clear her throat.
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A waiter shuffled over to our table, asking what had happened.
A child across from us began to cry. I tore
away and sprinted out the doors. This time, I had
no trouble entering the lobby. This time I had no
trouble escaping back outside. I moved away from Dexter the
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next day. I told my family it was an emergency.
They asked if he was being abusive, If I should
involve the police in this situation. I said no, because
it wasn't quite exactly like that. I didn't know exactly
(21:39):
what was going on except that I needed to get away.
I just wanted to go. After that evening, thirty months
of relationship had just gone up in smoke. All my
memories of Dexter were now varrible. I figured some of
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them had to be true. He was far from the
perfect boyfriend, but for all of them to be rotten,
that couldn't be right. Why would I have been with
someone for so long if they were so awful. In
the effort of maintaining my self respect, I convinced myself
that Dexter was a good guy, that his image had
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been slandered by Sonny, which is still the only explanation
I have that she altered my memories of him. I'm
sorry I couldn't help you, Dexter, but the situation was
beyond me. I hope you're able to find your way
(22:46):
out of it too. There's nothing else I can do.
Although I've distanced myself away from Dexter and moved back
in with my parents in a completely different part of
the city, I still haven't been able to shake Sonny.
She still texts me. She keeps asking to meet up.
(23:10):
Apparently we're due for a catchup. I see her randomly
in coffee shops and food courts, but I always pack
up and leave. I don't know who or what she is,
but every time I see her, I get flooded with
more bogus romantic events of our shared past, our trip
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to Nicaragua, our skiing staycation, our Saint Patrick's day at
the beach. It's reached a point where I can tell
the memories or faked by the sheer volume. There's no
way I would have had the time not to mention
the money to go to half these places I'm suddenly remembering.
So I'm saving up to move away. Thanks to my
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family lineage, I have an Italian passport. I'm going to
try and restart my life somewhere around Florence, but who knows,
I might even move to Spain or France. I know
it's a big sudden change, but after these last couple months,
I really need a way to reclaim myself. I just
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want my own life and my own inside my head back.
I want to start making memories that I know are
real places I've been, to people I've seen. I want
memories that belong to no one else but me.
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