LOGIN-Do not deny it. It's what you feel, Angela.
The green-eyed woman was beginning to despair to hear those words that were aimed directly at her heart."You know, this may be complicated for you, but from my point of view it's simple." Her lips twisted. You love him. You have never stopped doing it."Evan, I…" "You love him," she said again."Sure I love him, but that doesn't mean I can destroy a marriage just because it suits me.""You haven't destroyed anything.""In a way, yes," she sobbed. I may not have been with him in a long time, but staying close is enough to make me feel guilty."Don't blame yourself for something you haven't even done.""No, but deep inside me there is a part that I wish were true."Angela got up, and went straight to her room, flopping down on the mattress. Evan followed her closely, keeping his distance, sitting on the edge of the bed."Marriages end every day.""I know, but I don't want to be responsible for one more going to waste." I don't want to hurt her."Look, if you showed up first, I think you have the right to feel that way, but don't try to find a logical meaning for something that doesn't have one." Sometimes crazy things are done out of sheer pleasure, but you are struggling against something that is almost impossible to control, and yet you resist so as not to make others suffer while you forget yourself. He snorted. I don't know many people who are like this. You are worth it, Angy. Trust me, I know."That may be so, but not enough to break up a couple.""Maybe you're wrong." -Narrowed his eyes-. Maybe she was the one who broke your relationship.Angela wiped away her tears, confused.-That's impossible. I left him long before she appeared in his life.Evan raised his eyebrows."How can you be so sure?"Her breath caught once more."I know, that's all."There was a cutting silence, too cold and warm at the same time. Lots of feelings hitting an invisible glass moon."I don't want to pressure you, but there is only one truth here," he whispered. Either you are with him or you are not, that simple. Choose, but do it for yourself. If you don't quit now, whatever you have with that guy will make you worse, and when that happens, it will be too late to regret it."I'm the first to want to forget about it," she exploded. I want to be a different woman but it is clear that I cannot be because every time I try to rebuild my life, she reminds me in one way or another that I belong to her."You are a strong and independent woman, Angela." You don't belong to anyone. You are not an object."But he knows I love him," she blurted out, barely a small voice.Evan stood up, clenching his fists and jaws. He had just exceeded his limit."And does he also know the damage he's doing to you?" She exclaimed. Do you know how weak you are?"Please don't go on ..." "Does he have any idea what you're suffering from not allowing yourself to move on?" He put his hands on his hips. He's a complete selfish man.-You do not understand."Of course I understand, and I do it much better than you," he snapped. Look at you, you don't even know what you've become. You are not the same as before. What happened to the girl who smiled all the time? What happened to the Angela who was able to take control?-It is gone."You are absolutely right in that," he whispered. You have let it go."Please, you have to let me make a decision for myself," she said, sitting up once and for all. That I tell you all this does not give you the right to intercede for me. You can't decide at will."And who will do it?" Will you do it?-Yes.He slammed the ground in protest.The green and blue landscape was deep in his eyes. He felt a lump in his throat, as if returning that way did not bring him good memories. In reality, the island was beginning to become a catalyst for bad luck; first Dorian's accident and now her fainting.He went through the front door and into the living room, but there was no one there. Sure, her parents were in town, working, so she wouldn't be with someone for another few hours. He went up to his room and fiddled with his laptop, hoping to find a response from his friend to the email he sent him. Luckily, when she opened the inbox there was something written for her:
A nice nurse with blonde hair and oversized glasses came into the room bringing the dinner tray with her. Angy would have liked to refuse since she wasn't hungry, but she wouldn't get anything that way, so she just put a good face on him while she prepared everything.-How are you? The nurse asked with a pretty smile.-Better thanks. And you?The lo
She opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by her entire family. The surroundings were cold, unfamiliar, and very white. He had no idea where the hell he was, but the image of the island came to his mind; the last thing she remembered was hearing her cell phone, but she didn't reach for it.His mother sat on the corner of the bed and refused to let go of his hand. His blue eyes were puffy; she had been crying, but Angy didn't know why."Oh, Angy," he whispered. You have finally woken up… "
She was sitting in front of the computer her father used to use when he was home. It was a little slow, but it would do. He had thought of emailing Evan; He had not heard from him since he returned to the island and wanted to inform him of his supposed progress, although if he could see for himself, the verdict would surely be different from the original.He typed for several minutes in front of the screen. He measured his words accurately so as not to announce between the lines anything that might worry him. Then he reread it about five times and felt satisfied.
Angy sat silently in the passenger seat of Nora's car. He was waiting for his sister to leave the house. As always, it took longer than necessary, and his ten minutes often turned into twenty. He kept his hands in his lap, clasped, like his random thoughts. It was a hell of a time keeping his mind clear. She had had a horrible night, crying nonstop until she fell asleep. The first thing he remembered when he opened his eyes was the exquisite appearance of Dorian dressed in that gray suit. He was so handsome… And of course, his attempts to clench his jaw and act naturally were eliminated on the spot. So long acting in his own life and now the forces began to weaken at the worst of times. He was strong, and he had to remain strong for the good of all. It couldn't fall apart, not anymore. As much as doubts bombarded her immune system and threatened to finish off every inch of her person, turning her h
Nora had gotten up early; It wasn't customary, but that night had been different. His skin crawled every time he thought of Angy. He had never seen her that way, crying for someone, much less about a past love. He had become so weak that he had no choice but to promise her what he asked. He would not bring it up again, but there were still many questions in his head to answer. He did not understand his sister's eagerness to refuse to be happy. He had everything to be; if it was reciprocated, the rest was possible, but she was still determined to say no. At first glance it made no sense, but in the end it was something he couldn't remove; a promise was a promise and he would have to swallow his words so that the green gaze would not blur again. She didn't even look like herself. He always saw Angela as a strong woman, but with that damn theme the facade collapsed and she transformed into the opposite, into