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2020-08-30 16:50:03Nora and Dorian were at home, hiding in the bedroom, silently staring at the ceiling, close to each other, under ivory sheets.
"Wouldn't it be convenient for us to get up?" Dorian ventured. It must be late…"Do you really think there's a better plan than staying in bed all day?"Nora moved even closer to him and stood on top of him, resting her head on his chest, feeling his slow breathing."This is better than I thought…" "You mean marriage?"Yes," he confirmed. I thought it would be too big, but I am delighted. It's fabulous.Dorian stroked her hair with his fingers."I'm glad to hear you say that."They fell silent, embraced. Neither seemed to want to get off their respective cloud, suspended somewhere in that room."I can't ask for more," Nora declared. I have everything I need.-Are you sure?-Well of course. With you I have more than I can imagine.Dorian cleared his throat."And that's it?""What is it that escapes me?" She whispered.—Well, it is evident that some day not too far away I would like to wake up to the voices of some other brat who looks like you.Nora felt a prick inside her chest, turning to glass.-Than?"Our future… children."Uncomfortable, Nora sat up abruptly."Yeah…" She bit her lip. Don't you think you're going a bit fast?Dorian caught a strange look in his wife's blue eyes."Wait," he whispered, sitting up. What happen?"Nothing, I'm just saying you're rushing.""What are you trying to tell me?"Nora got up and remained standing, assimilating that new path the conversation was taking."I'm twenty-four years old, Dorian."-And that?-And that? He repeated. I am too young to have children. Actually, it's too early to even ask."And when did you plan to tell me?"-Tell you? He rolled his eyes. It was supposed to be clear."For you, obviously.""And for you too." How many times has the same topic come up?Dorian shook his head."I thought you weren't serious."
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