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2020-08-30 16:48:16Angy held the hot coffee in one hand and in the other a large muffin of cream that Evan had brought for her, making sure not to move one iota to see with her own eyes that she was feeding.
"Tell me this has nothing to do with what you told me," he roared. Have you seen that man again?Angela put everything on the table and hid her mouth in her hands, shaking her head as the tears continued their path down her pale cheeks."You have to tell me."-I do not want to talk.Evan put his hand to his head, scared and shocked in equal measure."You don't want to talk and you don't want to eat either." How am I supposed to act? I've never seen you this way ..."Do you think I like being like this?" -sob-. I couldn't help it."And you think the best way to fix it is to disappear while allowing your best friend to go crazy thinking something has happened to you?" He clenched his jaws. You have to stop being so selfish, Angela. Your actions do not only affect you, but also the people around you, and that includes me."That is precisely what it is about. I do not want you to be always aware of what I do. I appreciate it, but you have your own life. You don't need to put my problems on your back."But I want to," he whispered. You know how much I care about you. You are one of the people I love the most in my life."All the more reason, I don't want to be a burden." She wiped away her tears. The last time was too embarrassing for me. I should never have gone with that man… Now you're sitting across from me again. It's like we've already experienced this part…Evan reached out, placing his hand on Angy's."This is totally different, and if I had to choose, I'd rather argue with you about the men you date rather than your problem with food."Angy stared at him for the first time, deflated as a measly balloon."I have no problem with food.""I know it's not the main problem, but your fears have taken a toll on your diet, so now it's another mess that we must solve as soon as possible."Taking it literally, Angy took a huge bite of the cream puff and chewed it calmly, begging her stomach not to reject it."You really haven't seen him again?""No, I assure you.""But this is all your fault, admit it." Nothing could make you faint like this unless…Angy snorted, physically and mentally tired."There are a lot of things you don't know yet.""Trust me, with what you confessed to me, I know everything I have to know.""There are things that not even I myself can understand." How can you do it?"You trust me, you know that.""Sure I trust you," she whispered, "but if I continue down this path it will get out of hand.""Do you think you're still in control?""Great, thanks for your words, Evan."He did not lose his cool, his gaze cool and serene. He was the same again."I'd rather hurt you with the truth than allow you to continue believing that in this way you can be happy.""I didn't say it is.""No, but you haven't decided to quit either."Angy stood up suddenly, without warning, as if at that very moment she had remembered something important.-Where are you going? He grabbed her wrist."If you want to understand me, I have to make sure you see something."He left there and after two minutes came back with a singular object in his hand, laying it on the table so that Evan could have a look at it. Then he sat down again.-What is this? Evan asked, quite confused."A dreamcatcher."-I know what it is. He rolled his eyes. I mean what does it look like in all this."He's responsible for my ... current state."Evan raised his eyebrows, not understanding."Won't you be serious?""It's more complicated than you think.""Yes, I have been able to realize that at this moment."Angy finished her coffee in one gulp, feeling a bit stronger."Listen, we've talked about it before." I may not exactly be an expert on these topics, but at least I can think clearly, and that's something you don't have right now. I'm starting with some objective advantage, so you have to listen to me. He paused. You have the option to choose. If you want it to end, you can.Angy said nothing, unable to think like an adult."That's the problem, right?"Angy raised her head, her eyes glassy.-Than?"You don't want it to end."-Not! I mean, yeah… ”He blinked rapidly. There is nothing between us…”“ You still love him and that is why you hope to be with him again.-Not…
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