losing grip

‘are you coming over today?’ eve said through the phone, she held it between her cheek and shoulder she tidied up her desk and got ready to knock off.
There was a long pause at the other end which was followed by a heavy sigh.
‘I don’t think I can make it tonight’, dana said with little regret evident in her voice.
‘can I ask why?’, eve didn’t want to seem clingy but she knew she’d hate herself if she didn’t ask.
‘ummmm’, she said uncertainly,’I just want to spend some time on my own, that’s all…’
Eve felt her throat constrict, something was going terribly wrong, dana had been strange lately, the weight of the impending doom hang heavily upon them both.
For the life of her, eve could not think back to when it had began, it was like one moment they were smiling and the next a gigantic dark cloud crept up unnoticed.
She could see the change in dana’s eyes, hear it in her voice.
She felt alittle resentment building up, why did dana have to go and fuck up a good thing that way.
‘ok…let me know when you want to hook up then’ she said, feigning nonchalance.
‘ok…’ is all dana said before the life crackled out of the line.
Eve laid her phone down thoughtfully, sometimes one could feel when the beginning of the end was upon them, she shook the thought away, telling herself to relax and not think too much.
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