It all started in Isla Paradiso.
I had just moved there and started off with nothing but the clothes on my back and a few simoleans I had managed to save up to get me started in my new life.
This is me, Kalindi Morning.
I also go by the stage name, Kalindi the Graceful. You must have heard of me.
I
was am destined to be a superstar. It's all I've ever wanted. With my charming, friendly and irresistible personality, it was pretty much a given. My parents used to tell me all the time that I was a natural born performer. And my athleticism doesn't hurt either.
I'd heard that Isla Paradiso had a lot of resorts and I figured I might find some gigs there entertaining all those vacationers. I didn't have any luck getting gigs at the resorts, so I performed for tips in the local parks, trying to get my name and face out there. That's how I met Doug.
We hit it off right away. He told me he was a Pisces and single. I told him how much I wanted to be a superstar.
We fell for each other pretty fast. He was confessing his love for me on our first date and I was all moon eyed right back.
It really was a whirlwind romance. Doug manned one of the food stands at the local festival and I performed there every day. We spent all our spare time together and after a while, I knew he was the one. I asked him out to dinner on a rare night off and proposed to him.
I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone else! Doug was The One. Hopelessly romantic and ambitious like me, it didn't matter if he was a workaholic and his neatness meant we would always have a clean home.
He said no.
I don't remember exactly what he said. Something to do with his dead wife, not being ready and things like that. I smiled and nodded and suddenly discovered I wasn't feeling quite well and ran home as quickly as I could.
The next few days are a blur. I don't remember much of anything except deciding that Isla Paradiso wasn't working out for me as I had planned. Before I knew it, I had packed up my meager belongings and was headed to a new town and a new start.
