LOGINWhen he caught a glimpse of all those impressive houses that exuded elegance from each of their corners, panic overcame his instincts until it got on his nerves. He wanted to back down and disappear, but if he didn't do it now, if he didn't dare to play the same involuntary game, he would never do it. That's why he shook his head and shoulders in an exaggerated way to get rid of the bad vibes. He hadn't even been able to turn on his cell phone for fear of what he might find. The best thing was to resolve the matter face to face, but when he came into contact with those hazel eyes that had known how to give him the best and the worst of every moment, an insurmountable fissure would open between them.
He parked right at the entrance; the iron gate was open, so that indicated that she would not be alone for long. He got out of the car and had to lean against the driver's door to keep from falling to the ground. Her legs were butter and her heart had risen to her throat. It was worse than he had imagined. He had never been good at lies, not at least that kind of lie. She had a very peculiar way of acting, and behaving differently would be like setting off an alarm, indicating that she was not herself, but a cheap copy trying to get out of trouble. He forced himself to walk again and, to find strength where there was none, he remembered that horrible scene, in which he discovered the identity of this stranger. It was enough for the blood to boil within her skin and awaken within the great dome of fear that enveloped her. He opened the heavy front door and found all those stone shapes, as silent and clear as ever; in a way she felt like one of them. He looked in all directions but trying to decide on the right option. Dorian could be anywhere, so it was gambling. At last he decided on the top floor. He walked up the stairs at a brisk pace and found refuge in his large… shared bedroom. The idea turned sour, considering that nothing would be emotionally in its place again. She set her bag on the top of the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror. After all, he wasn't looking too bad. Or at least her mind managed to fool her pretty well. He started walking in all directions but he knew something was wrong. He wasn't hearing any footsteps, so he had to think of something. If Dorian was not aware of her presence, she would have to be the one to go looking for him, make it seem accidental.It took ten minutes for him to finally decide to go down in search of him. Everything was silent, so he was inspecting each place, opening each door, rummaging in every nook and cranny, but no matter how hard he searched downstairs, he couldn't find him. Hadn't he come back the night before? Had he taken advantage of his wife's absence again to spend the night with Angy? Had he inadvertently given her an opportunity that he hadn't missed, leaving him a clear path? She felt dizzy at being cornered. Whatever he did, he would always lose. There was no chance of winning.He dropped onto the sofa in the huge living room. Against the backdrop of the truth, it seemed so much bigger, colder, like the hole drilled into his heart. She was sobbing without measure, with her elbows on her knees and her face hidden in her hands. The knot in the stomach kept growing, and the insecurities increased. Apart from knowing she was alone, at that moment she was more so than ever. Where had he been? Despite everything that had happened, could she have wanted to see him again? He had to keep his feelings at bay. They couldn't come to light, because then everything would get even more complicated. So she was, submerged in his cloud of vapor full of uncertainty when she finally perceived it. A small flutter of distant footsteps, approaching and increasing its frantic pace. He jumped to his feet and awaited the imminent meeting. His chest was heaving, his lungs at full blast. It was about to erupt. He turned to face the door, though it was too far away. After a temporary period that did not reach ten seconds, that man who had destroyed her world with relative ease appeared, going pale when he saw her there, as if nothing had happened.Nora thought she was going to collapse. It was like seeing a stranger for the first time. Yes, he recognized her physical appearance, but not her interior. She looked him directly in the eye but she did not get used to that new look that revealed too many secrets. He took a few steps closer but stopped again. From his attitude, he couldn't quite believe that his wife was back there. Deep down, neither did she."Nora…" Her voice was soft, velvety, like a whisper that let out all the pent-up concern. You have returned.What should I say? Sure he was back, but not because of him. He had done it because it was supposed to be the right thing to do, to carry out his plan, to unmask him. But also, deep down in her soul, she knew she was glad to see him."Yes," he managed to say. I'm back.Dorian took those few steps that separated them and ended up hugging her, pulling her off the ground.-Where were you? -I ask-. Where? I have spent the whole night without sleeping, looking for you, calling everyone to try to find you. He caressed her cheek. You're good?That young woman broke inside. I no longer understood absolutely anything. He had seen it with his own eyes; he had seen what he was capable of doing behind his back and now instead he seemed relieved to have her close again. Was he playing games or was it real? Was he really worried? His dark circles under his eyes gave him some credibility, but if he began to believe him, his idea would fall apart.-Yes, I'm OK. She looked like a plastic doll, unable to express feelings.-Why did not you call me? He reproached. I thought ... something had happened to you. He drew her to him and hugged her again. Don't do this to me again, please.Nora wasn't squirming. He had imagined the scene in a totally different way. He had firmly believed that screams would have been the main protagonists, yet his throat was sealed.-Talk to me please. Where have you been? Where have you spent the night? I called your mother to see if you were there but she didn't know anything. His eyes burned. Why didn't you come back?-Could not. It had come from within him, without even thinking about it, without wanting to avoid it. I couldn't go back.-Why?"Because it was late, very late." He was starting to improvise with no idea if it would work. We finished very late, time ran out on us and when I wanted to realize it it was… late. A thought crossed his mind and he let it out. Also, the car would not start. It was all a matter of bad luck at the wrong time.-Car? Dorian repeated. I just saw it from the window. You came with him…”“ Yes, ”she said hastily,“ but Oliver managed to fix it this morning… ”Dorian cocked his head and frowned, but didn't quite let go."Oliver?" Your coworker?"Yes, my partner." My cell phone ran out of battery and one thing led to another and in the end I had no choice but to spend the night at his house.-Than? He blurted out. Did you sleep with him?Nora couldn't believe her still husband's expression. Was it his imagination or was he jealous?"Of course not, Dorian." Do not say like that. Also, he lives with his sister. Do not put yourself in the worst.He seemed to listen to her and broke away. He considered it for a moment.-You're right I'm sorry. I was just so worried… ”He scratched his cheek. You could have warned me and I would have come looking for you."Would you have crossed the city if I had asked?""Of course I do, Nora." He let out a deep breath. I only wanted to know if you were alright.Anger at the memory came back to her. He couldn't believe he had the guts to reproach him for something like that when he was the cheater himself. It was he who was with another; Nora had only had the misfortune to find out."Well, now you know," he snapped, hurrying away, not quite sure what to do."Wait," Dorian whispered. What's happening to you? You seem… different.It would have been a far more than appropriate time to drop the bomb right there, but it was still early days. It wouldn't turn out to be that rewarding."Of course I'm different." You are too, but you don't seem to notice. But despite everything, I'm not going to cry like a child. I'm old enough to face this."Face what?" What do you mean?'You know perfectly well, Dorian. His taut body relaxed. We are not well. Whatever is interfering between us is getting stronger every day, so I'm not going to try to fight for this if you don't do your part. He let out a sigh. I'm not going to burden you any more if that's what you want, but don't expect my complete disposition either because I'm not going to beg you."You don't burden me.""And then why do you make me feel like a stranger every time we're together?" She bit her lip. I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I don't want to argue again. It is what we always do."No, not always," Dorian said, trying to close the gap. We have had a very good time."That's right, you just said it yourself." Past tense, not future. It's over."What's over?""Do you really want me to answer the question when you know better than anyone what happens?"That man's face of uncertainty was growing. He was completely disoriented, out of place."Listen, I know we're not having a good time, but it'll work out."Nora's bitter smile finally materialized on her tight lips."Ayyy!"The girl exclaimed from the other side, in her room.Without hesitation, Nora rushed out to meet him, followed by the other two.When they arrived, the little girl was crying inconsolably on the ground, surrounded by her toys.Apparently a large hard plastic cube had slammed into his hand, red and sore.Nora, hesitating at first, quickly approached her, sitting on the floor beside her.
"Tell me, whatever."Nora gritted her teeth. On the one hand she wanted it, but on the other she was very afraid, not knowing very well what she might find."Do you think I could meet her?" The question sounded too deep and direct and unpredictable. Could I see… my niece?Angy's face said it all. It was transformed in a second. Her body shudd
Despite everything, she still couldn't believe that she had been able to take the definitive step that would lead her to see her again. She kept wondering if her older sister had changed on the outside, although to tell the truth she didn't care; A million years could have passed, but nothing would have made him forget those green eyes that once did him so much harm.He did not know if he would finally attend the meeting, he simply had a feeling that he would. He had shown no sign of wanting to do otherwise. He had always been on the run, but Nora hoped he was different now. It had to be. Otherwise, it would be like taking a wrong step. He did not know his exact position, he did not know where his new residence was loca
TRUE LOVE NEVER SAYS GOODBYEShe had never believed in fairy tales, but she understood that happy endings could come true. She had the most wonderful person in the world by her side, and because of that, she understood that the only words that would define her for the rest of her life were two: never and always.I would never leave him again; I would always be by her side. He would never give up his happiness; I would always love him. Until the last breath, maybe even later. In this life and in the next.
It had been more than three months since his new start. The rising from its ashes each day became more evident, with that newborn future unfolding within her. She was a new woman, completely different, grateful for every second that life gave her. Everything was perfect, unmatched; They had totally changed their register, with a new, bigger and more welcoming house, a new life and a common project. You couldn't ask for anything more.That idyllic morning they had woken up next to each other, just as they wished. The sun was streaming through the window and the atmosphere was utopian but within easy reach. Their breaths followed the same rhythm; their smiles were cause and effect of that earthly oasis
Weeks later, everything seemed to have returned to normal. Evan had decided to get off the tour to stay close to Angy. They spent the whole day together, back and forth, putting a little order in the dilapidated theater. Things were going great, although it was impossible for Angy to recover so soon. She knew all the damage she had caused, that because of her her sister could never be the same again, but after all, not everything went as planned. She had chosen, and she had chosen him, only for the moment, he hadn't appeared. She supposed that leaving her a note had not been the most appropriate thing, but she trusted that Dorian would do the right thing and go looking for her, otherwise she would lose her mind, because it was already totally impossible for her to conceive her life if she was not close to him.