September summary

September is ending. I've been in New York for exactly one month.

I have an apartment. I'm building a routine. I'm seeing my ex and his friends regularly.

And I'm still lying about Bonnie. Still constructing the fiction that will allow me to go back to Rome and orchestrate everything I've been planning.

The beautiful thing about lies is that if you tell them consistently enough, they become truth. At least on the surface.

I'm going back to Rome in December. Mario will be happy to see me. He'll think I'm there to support him through Sonya's death and everything that didn't survive it.

But what I'm really there to do is destroy him. Slowly. Methodically. With precision.

Because that's what love is, I think. For people like me. Not care. Not tenderness. But the willingness to orchestrate someone's complete devastation.