In Chapter 34: Collision Course, the event that Cara has been meticulously, painstakingly setting the stage for in her fantasy scenario (finally having sex with Styles) is interrupted by a loud crashing sound in the cottage kitchen, just before the imagined climax. Completion of the fantasy (although who knows what would have come after) was so close.
Coming back to reality in a heightened state of sexual
arousal gets compounded by the adrenaline caused by the loud crash, and the uncertainty
of what caused the sound. I think it says a lot about Cara’s mentality that she
even considers the possibility that the sound was made by someone other than
Styles, an intruder. She’s programmed to imagine the worst.
Eventually getting her wits about her, she goes out to
investigate and finds Styles trying to navigate an unfamiliar kitchen in the
dark, dropping stuff and making a racket while trying to be quiet – something we
can all relate to. We learn that he was having trouble sleeping as well. He
doesn’t give the specifics of it, but at this point we are likely wondering if
his insomnia is not all that different from Cara’s in terms of anxiety or
excitement about the fact that they are alone together in the cottage. Is he
fighting the same urges and desires as Cara? Maybe not daydreaming about it to
the extent that she is, but processing the situation in his own way.
Deciding to stay up and talk for a bit by the fire leads to
an emotional revelation from Styles (triggered by an unexpected text message
from his adult daughter Delphine who is borderline estranged from). We learn that
he’s a widower, having lost Michelle, his first wife of 10 years to a hiking
accident where he was unable to do anything to save her. Cara immediately applies
this information to his overreaction to her falling into the pool at River’s
house the day they met, and we understand that his trauma about what happened
to Michelle is likely what was behind his reaction, rather than trying to play
hero to impress her (which is certainly what Griffin thinks was the reason).
Layering that emotional revelation upon the arousal and
nerves and excitement they’re both experiencing is like adding fuel to the proverbial
fire. Styles also thinks of the pool party at River’s though his mind goes to
Willow’s spouse-swapping proposal, and how at that moment in time the idea was way
out of his comfort zone, but after everything that has happened since then, now
that he and Cara have established this connection they have, and the questions
around Willow and Griffin forming a romantic connection and possibly having an
affair, if the question were to be proposed again, he’d make a different
decision.
It’s essentially him revealing and justifying his feelings,
which is exactly what Cara has been moving towards with her island survival
fantasy about him. Now they’ve both given themselves permission to give in to
their feelings and desire for each other. The survival fantasy has laid the
groundwork for this moment. And while it’s different from how Cara imagined it,
how she imagined him, it ends up being exactly the kind of sex she’s
into – silly, playful, unserious. The jellybean fight is exactly the kind of
erotic foreplay that she might daydream about. He really is making another one
of her dreams come true.
The aftermath is a stark contrast to the warmth and
sweetness of their lovemaking. Cara describes the cold loneliness she feels as
he leaves her alone and locks her out following their indiscretion. We can only
try to guess why he’s acting this way. We’ve seen that he’s emotionally volatile
when it comes to the idea of infidelity being committed in his marriage, so we assume
that now he’s feeling intense regret and remorse about being unfaithful to
Willow (regardless of the suspected affair between her and Griffin). It’s also
likely that he’s feeling the regret about changing the nature of his relationship
with Cara and what it means for their work together. Another possibility is
that he might have thought that getting even with Willow and Griffin would make
him feel better, and he’s now reeling with the realization that it didn’t fix
anything.
But we don’t know, because he doesn’t explain anything to
Cara. She’s forced to swirl with all of these possibilities, while also dealing
with her own feelings of remorse for her unfaithful deeds. And we know how good
Cara is with uncertainty. It’s a spiral-inducing state for her, leading to emotional
dysregulation and instability.
In Chapter 35: Kicking Out the Window, we find out
that finally indulging in a physical, sexual connection with Styles directly
leads to catastrophically damaging all of her L.A. relationships, and the
decision to leave and move back home to Niagara Falls. The title is basically describing
the action of trying to save oneself from a fatal car wreck (the previous
chapter title, Collision Course, is a metaphor for the crashing sound in the
kitchen leading to them colliding physically and sexually).
After stalking Styles, confronting him about what’s going to
happen with their project, and finding out that he’s not only unwilling to continue
working on it, he’s unwilling to do what needs to be done to give it back to her,
she feels like she has no options left.
She extricates herself from the situation by deciding to run
away, which seems uncourageous, cowardly even, but I have to ask… what choice
did she really have? How could she stay, when Griffin is destroyed and wanting
a separation, her creative partner is unresponsive and blocking any further
progress on their project, and she has certainly destroyed her friendship with
Willow and Naomi?
The only person fighting for her is River (despite the fact
that she has been so distracted by her project with Styles that she routinely
misses their studio appointments and has made the album recording a much longer
and protracted process than it should have been), but she can’t accept it. She’s
so sick about everything she can’t even fathom the idea of staying to finish the
album, effectively ending her friendship with him in the process. It’s
self-sabotage, it’s self-destruction, and the only way she knows how to stay
alive, ironically. Like amputating a limb.
Hannah tries to show her that all is not lost, that there is
reason for her to have hope that everything will still work out. Cara is “cocooning”
herself in a blanket fort in the home office of the L.A. house while she has
this conversation with Hannah. Hopefully this cocoon as she calls it is a clear
symbol that this metamorphosis that Cara’s been actively undergoing is actually
still in progress, and that the transition is entering it’s grossest, most
painful, most irreversible stage. It feels the worst, like rock bottom. She can’t
yet see what Hannah is trying to tell her. But it’s not over yet, despite how
it looks.
A few notes on Chapter 35
If I can just say, Chapter 35 was extremely difficult for me
to write. I cried a bunch, and it makes me emotional thinking about it and
writing my notes about it here. I hate that Cara is going through this. I hate
that she made a terrible decision and hurt people she loves. I hate that
Griffin is suffering, and that he asked for a separation. I hate that she ruined
her marriage, ruined her friendships, ruined her creative opportunities, ruined
everything.
I hate the way Styles is treating her. But I also hate what
he’s going through. I hate that he’s angry and disappointed with himself. I hate
that he’s hurting too, and that his way of processing it is to do exactly what
Cara is doing – run away from it, amputate her from his life. And I hate that
she doesn’t know that. I hate that to her, he looks like a sociopath, like he’s
deliberately being cruel. Stealing from her. Screwing her over for a mistake
they both made equally, together. I hate that readers now probably hate him,
because despite his assholic way of dealing with the situation, I love the shit
out of him. Maybe even more than before.
And I hate that Cara can’t see that what she’s doing to
River is exactly what Styles is doing to her.
I hate chapter 35 so much. I guess this is what they mean by
“killing your darlings”, in the writing world. I hate that I had to do it. It
feels like shit. Even though I know how it all ends, going through it with these
characters that I love hurts like I’ve just tortured my own children.

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