I was here to forget her.
“The final stage,” they said, gesturing to a glowing new line on the brochure. “Love Me Baby—Post-Forgetting Edition. It means you have successfully un-loved someone. Would you like to book a complimentary float session?” File- Krilinresort---Jedi-tricks--Love-Me-Baby....
The first night, they projected her face onto the ceiling. Not an angry face. The one from the beginning—the one that laughed with its whole body. My chest caved in. The attendant whispered through the speakers: “Observe the feeling. Do not fight it. Let it pass through you like a shadow.” I was here to forget her
The brochure said Krilinresort was the last place in the galaxy where you could truly forget. It means you have successfully un-loved someone
I agreed. Why not? I had come to forget.
And for the first time in my life, I missed the pain more than I had ever missed her.
The Seduction of Silence