LOGIN-Me? It is you who have to let me act. I am a grown woman, I have to make my own decisions, and I choose to stay here. She bit her lip. I mean, that's what I stayed for, right? Well, that's what I plan to do. Spend more time with you.
"But that's not what it's about," her mother interrupted. Sure we love having you here, but what's happened is worrying. You too would act like us, Angy. We cannot allow you to spend half the day here alone at the risk of it happening again."But you can't make me do anything I don't want to," he muttered. And I don't want to go. I paint absolutely nothing there. When I spent the day with them in that gigantic house I felt very strange, completely out of place, and now it would be a lot worse because Nora is not going to be there. Do you not understand? It would be a very embarrassing situation. I hardly speak to him and I wouldn't know how to behave so as not to sound arrogant…"I'd rather you have a little embarrassment than allow something to happen to you while we're gone.""Nothing's going to happen to me, Dad."-How are you so sure?"I could ask you the same question," he roared. You talk to me like I'm sick, and the only downside has been a stupid faint. How many times has something similar happened to me? Never! It was just a bit of stress and exhaustion. You cannot be upset in this way by something like that."We want to make sure, and after talking about it we've decided it's for the best.""You, but not me." I have had nothing to do with it. You have hidden it from me and now you want me to accept it at the first of the change. That if not. I absolutely refuse.Julia gave a sob and shook her head. He had never liked situations with heavy words.-Why do you get like that? -He wanted to know-. Do you hate him?-Than? Angy snapped. Hate him? To who?"To your sister's husband, Dorian."He rolled his eyes as the bloodstream burned through his veins. That was not exactly what worried him; It was not hatred that I felt for him, if not something much stronger, that he would end up rebelling if he agreed to go there."That's another stupid thing." How am I going to hate him? I have no reason to."Well, it seems so," Julia insisted. He has offered to help you out and you defend yourself tooth and nail. You should be more considerate."I already am, for God's sake." The only thing that happens is that I do not find the slightest sense. I feel fine, I'm on vacation and I want to relax, that's why I'm here. I do not want anyone to feel sorry and try to offer me another site because I do not want it, that simple."It's only going to be a few days," Vladimir recalled."As if it's an hour, I don't care exactly the same." It is almost a stranger to me, and I don't have to go there simply because I am surrounded by people. Have you hired your neighbor to assist me? -he mocked-. Will you take my pulse?"You shouldn't say it in that tone." You may need it when you least expect it."Yes, but that's what the hospital is for.""You still don't want to understand the most important part, Angela," he roared. Here you are alone, do you understand? There is absolutely no one. If you pass out first thing in the morning, you can't be seen until late in the afternoon. And what would happen if that happened? Do you think your body would tolerate it?The lump formed in her throat once more. He was dying of impotence for not being able to do anything."And there, Dad?" What will happen if I pass out? What will happen if I lose consciousness when Dorian is working? Who would help me? It is the same situation.-No, it is not. There would be a doctor taking care of you.-How? She exclaimed. Will you monitor me with a hidden camera? Will you be spying on me through the window?"Of course not," Julia protested. I would just make a call every so often to make sure you're okay."What if I don't get to catch it?" What if I just didn't hear it? He muttered. If I decided to take a dip in the pool and I didn't answer, would you call the police to come forward?"No, he would come in to see what happens."-Get in? Do you have a copy of the keys?-Yes.Angy couldn't believe it anymore. Every time he thought about it, it struck him as too pathetic a story to tell. What would she do in a house like this, surrounded by luxury? Most importantly, what would she do about Dorian knowing that Nora would not be there to control everything?He could not take it any longer and violently dragged the chair on the floor causing a rather unpleasant noise and got up, without having eaten anything."It's over," he said. I don't want to keep talking about this."Sit down," Vladimir ordered."No, you don't give me orders anymore." And much less when I'm the last to know about things.Julia's expression wrinkled in alarm."Please, Angy." Go back to the table. You have to eat something, you haven't tried the food."Right now the last thing I'm hungry is," he growled, turning and going up to his room.
He had aword to describe what I witnessed, not even to approach him. The blindfold no longer covered his eyes, but the truth had turned out to be much worse than the lie. How could it be possible? At what point had such a hoax developed? What name could be given to this infamy that emerged from nowhere? He was incapable of assuming it; could not. How? The simple fact of visualizing them together symbolized the straw that broke the camel's back, destroyed their integrity; not only physical, but also mental. His previously established ideas had been nothing more than a strange utopia, born out of an unstable justification that was now falling apart. Had they been playing with her all this time? Since when were they so close? She wasn't even supposed to be there. Wasn't he supposed to have been home to the theater several weeks ago? What was he d
He had reached the limit of his own consciousness. He had far exceeded all that was merely acceptable, and he knew that the beginning of the end was near, unleashing in front of him, proclaiming the imminent victory of all that he had been avoiding, but he could not continue like this. The truth was right before his eyes; The determination necessary to throw the bandage to the ground was enough, and although he was still surprised by it, he had already made the decision to unmask this hoax that did not give more than himself.Ever since she met him, she had lived immersed in a true dream, but as much as it weighed on her soul, the time of grace was over and she had to wake up, before it was too late, before becoming the
A tiny light at the end of the tunnel made its way to the central core of all that unexpectedly arose. Still Angy's words echoed in his head, hitting him like lightning striking a tree. He was speechless, and as much as he tried to analyze the situation with a spark of calm, the serenity had completely disintegrated, leaving him in the middle of all that new worry that, mixed with everything they carried behind their backs, returned inappropriate. A wick that had caused the final burst. So now he understood better Angy's reluctance to tell him what was happening; telling him that truth point-blank had not been easy at all, but when he heard it from his lips, his heart stopped. She felt many things, but beyond the fear or insecurity of facing an even greater challenge, the happiness that she would have a child had partially alleviated the anguish that followed. He had always had deep desires to be a father
One life… within another. Uncertainty, grief, chaotic ecstasy, and mental petrification had brought her into absolute temporary isolation. Unable even to blink, the green-eyed woman did just stare into space, trying to grasp what was coming her way. She could never have assimilated something like this under normal conditions, and it was clear that the circumstances in which she was immersed were even worse. How could he deal with something like that? He had waited until the last moment to make sure that there was inevitably no mistake of any kind. Unfortunately, it was. There was no possible mistake and, in the remote event that there was one, it would be so tiny and insignificant that it would not deserve to be taken into account. You couldn't go back in time and you had to necessarily assume the new change of course that your life had just taken. What else could I do? She had already been crying
He had suffered terribly from the slow pace of the clock. She had done her best not to despair, but the only thing that gave her strength was to go home to her husband; Even though things weren't going well between them lately, she still felt comfortable looking at him. That is why he couldn't wait any longer and said goodbye to his co-workers Ana and Violeta, who had decided to go out after work for a drink. He started the car with nervous fingers and headed out onto the lonely roads. Everything was dark except for the car lights. Sadly, she listened to the record that had recorded all the songs that she and Dorian had collected during their first months of relationship. Now that she listened to it alone, it was completely different.
He was becoming someone who hated his own reflection. He wasn't just fooling himself; he was fooling Nora and Angy alike. He knew who he owed loyalty to and who he was in love with, but until she dared to take the first step, he would just have to keep… acting. Make a happy face; forced smile when Nora looked at him. But it was unsustainable. He couldn't reciprocate. He felt so obtuse that the slightest carelessness would spoil everything. While at home he had to accompany his young wife, and while that happened, Angy would be waiting for him at the hotel. Thus it was impossible to remain in one piece. It was like having a tornado in your throat and trying by all means not to let it escape. This is how he felt when he woke up in the morning and Nora was still by his side. They had had many discussions and the last one had been the worst, beca