Ajax Stirling

I watch him perform. His fingers strumming the strings on his guitar and his voice awe striking. The whole room singing along and waving their lights. Ajax always has small gigs in town and tonight I was watching from the back giving him silent support. We had been friends for years and it’s only now I realized how much he meant to me. But in the back of my heart I feel a pain unlike any other. “he loves someone else Lina… not you”. My hands around my drink tighten and I bite back tears as I watch him. God, why couldn’t I be Alexandra?