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2020-08-30 17:22:09At some point in your life, Angy had visualized herself in that situation, or at least in a similar, but now wanted to force the earth swallow. She was sitting at the table with her parents and Dorian; he had the same look of disbelief. She had imagined a similar scene, yes, but a very different one, in which she was the bride and Dorian her husband, not her brother-in-law.
The television was on and thanks to that the silence was not so outrageously evident. Julia struggled to please her guest, but could not do it the way she wanted.After finishing the meal, the tension of the environment loosened the straps a bit, but Angy couldn't bear the pressure; she just couldn't take in what her eyes saw: a pretty fake family, and all because she wasn't the one wearing the ring."Angy, can you help me wash the dishes?"His mother's voice brought his feet back to reality, causing him to rise from his seat, releasing his numb limbs.-Clear.They went into the kitchen and got to work. The sound of falling water gave him the courage to release what he had in mind from the airport.-Why did you do it? He asked in a low voice.-Do what?"Trying to get me to get in Nora's car to go with Dorian."Her mother did not flinch, her expression was as relaxed as before, moving her hands in a constant circle of soap and water."He wanted you to come with him, that's all," he explained. It wasn't polite that he had to go alone."It wasn't exactly a thousand-kilometer journey," Angy scoffed. I think I could have driven without having anyone around."Angy, I don't understand why you take it that way." I didn't do it on purpose, but if anyone was supposed to accompany him, it was you.-Why?"Well, I highly doubt that a young man like him and an old woman like me have much in common, don't you think?""Well, nobody would say, you've been delighted to get in the other car.""Yes, but deep down I did it because I didn't want him to have problems." You know how tense he must have got when crossing the bridge.Of course, that was something she had been thinking about as well, but she doubted Dorian had been in serious trouble. He would have been twice as careful as the last time he ended up in the water. Besides, he knew for good that if he had gotten into the same car, they would surely have had an argument and know what might have happened next. Yes, deep down it had spared him another incident."If I had gone with him, it wouldn't have been helpful," he just said. You know that my reflexes are not very good."That was the least of it." I wanted him to feel good, like family."In that case I'm glad you went with him." I'm not good at it.His mother frowned without taking her eyes off the task. It betrayed his ignorance of his daughter's stubbornness."Really, Angy," he whispered, "I don't understand you." Sometimes you have a very strange way of behaving. Since your sister is married you have not been the same again.Angy dropped the plate onto the sink with an annoying noise. She hastily picked it up again and tried not to blush. Thinking about it made her blood boil. What was she going to be like always when she had to face the worst?"Yes, I am," she said, in a vain attempt to convince herself.—No, you weren't absent most of the time before and you weren't looking for silly excuses for not interacting with those around you."But that was different." Dorian wasn't here… "And are you still going to maintain that you have no problem with him?"She bit her lip, more nervous than minutes before. Her brain was not responding properly, and she was afraid to reveal more than necessary, that is, something that might really give her away."No, Mom." I have no problem with Dorian, ”he murmured in a small voice. Everything is fine, we just don't have much confidence."Bluntly, honey." You don't have any.He rolled his eyes but finally agreed."Well, I can't do anything about it," she sobbed. This is how I am, and I can't change.-People change."No, Mom." People do not change. Everybody knows that.Her mother finished the rest of the dishes and washed her hands. When he finished, he gave his daughter a disapproving look."Then I suppose you are the exception to the rule."-Why?"You have changed."He grumbled inside. And who wouldn't do it in the same situation? He couldn't act like nothing, because he still cared. She was good as an actress, but continually pretending on her personal ground was something else. He no longer distinguished between the real and the imaginary."That is your opinion.""I think that's the opinion of all of us who know you."When they finished in the kitchen, they returned to the living room. Vladimir and Dorian were watching a basketball game on TV, and they were commenting on the plays from time to time. At least they had something in common, even if it seemed impossible."You could go fishing one day," Julia suggested.Her husband turned his head and smiled heartily, but I didn't let myself know if it was sincere, and Dorian's brow furrowed."I'm sorry, but I don't… like that kind of thing," he apologized."You don't like fishing?" His father-in-law asked directly."To tell the truth, no."Vladimir sighed and shrugged."Well then I guess we'll have to settle for sport."Julia took advantage of the good atmosphere and could not think of anything else than to sit on the sofa, right in the middle of the two. He looked away at Angela, who was still standing, showing more discomfort than Dorian. That was new."Honey," Julia said carefully, "sit with us."Refusing outright, it was enough to fold his arms and tilt his head."I don't feel like sitting down," he argued afterward."Oh, then you can go for a walk around the island."Had you heard correctly? Did he give you permission to leave? Wasn't she supposed to be extremely worried about the high probability that the blackout would happen again when she least expected it?"Sounds like a good idea to me," she finally said, turning to walk out the front door. It will do me good."Dorian will go with you."Than? Could it be that she couldn't have a minute of quiet to herself? Did it have to be shared with everyone and above with the least indicated?"No," she snapped. He's watching the game. I don't think you want to miss it…But it was too late; Dorian was already on his feet. He did not show his usual fervent enthusiasm for approaching Angy, but his eyes were expectant.
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