All Chapters of No Room For Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

You couldn't even go to the toilet in peace. Whoever it was who pressed the doorbell so pushingly and thus requested very urgent admission, had better a good reason for this disturbance at the very early morning. Whereby ten o'clock in the morning probably passed as morning for some parts of society."Yes, yes!", Sabine called out through the open bathroom door into the hallway, while she pulled up her pajamas and flushed the toilet.Briefly carelessly holding her fingers under the tap, she padded to the front door on bare feet to finally give the troublemaker a face. Why hadn't Wilhelm actually taken pity and answered the door? Probably he was still in a comatose deep sleep after yesterday's party orgy and would not wake up from it anytime soon.Sabine opened the door and found herself facing a good-humored woman in her mid-fifties who, as always, wore her blonde hair neatly tucked into a bun; the face framed by two loose strands. Her slim silhouette was covere

These were things that would be an absolute thorn in his mother's side if she knew about them. So in order not to get him into a mess of being ostracized by Dorothea and part of society, he and Sabine simply pretended to be a couple if the circumstances required it. As it seems again today.“I'm sure Willi would have liked to have kept you there for breakfast, but it would be rather suboptimal if his mother saw you here in the apartment. So ... “, she deliberately didn't finish the sentence in order not to have to throw it out too brutally."I understand," said Rafael with a clear disappointment in his voice, holding the duvet around his body as he stood up and gathering his clothes that were scattered on the floor.Sabine politely turned her back on him and pulled up the roller shutter while he dressed."I'll just have a look to see if the air is clean."She opened the door a crack and peeked around the corner. A low murmur of voices c

Yes, yes, the good old days", Wilhelm sighed and indulged further, "You almost feel like going back to school for a day because of nostalgia."Sabine gave an indignant snort.“You can safely make this journey into the past by yourself. No ten horses would bring me back to a classroom. "After all, thanks largely to Erik, her school days had largely been a journey into hell. What had become of him? What did he look like these days? Was he still driving around with his skateboard in such a cool and casual way? Actually, she didn't want to think about it any further. She would never see him again anyway and that was a damn good thing. ......“How did we deserve that?” Elvira said, delighted at half the Black Forest cake that her daughter had put into her hands after the greeting.“That was Wilhelm's birthday cake. His mother brought him over. We can never finish all of this alone. So I thought to myself, sh

She thought back to the conversation about her non-existent boyfriend and, like every time this topic came up, immediately felt a little depressed again. What could she do that nobody wanted her? Well, she didn't do much to get noticed, of course, but still it was an absolute mystery to her how other people did that. Or how a Wilhelm could tow away a new bed companion every evening if he wanted. No matter where you looked, it looked so incredibly easy and natural to love and to be loved too. As if it wasn't scary and difficult to let another person get so close, emotionally as well as physically. So if it just wasn't working for her, she must be the problem herself, willy-nilly. She had no other explanation.There were always moments when she wanted a partner by her side from the bottom of her heart. Someone she could lean on and let go of. But when she then noticed all the relationship drama of her friends, the good feeling sprang up again very quickly in her, not to see her

 had been a long time since she had been so painstakingly dressed up. Wilhelm had suggested to her, just like him, to show everyone impressively that they were no longer the ridiculed children of that time.But she didn't feel as adult and self-confident as she outwardly appeared today. Sabine possessed the ability, which she did not appreciate very much, to adapt her mental age to the respective situation and her human environment. For example, when she filled out her tax return, she felt right at home and as if she knew where the hare was. She was at least forty years old then. If she was talking to clients at work and had to appear competent, she was definitely thirty. In the presence of her parents, she automatically became a minor child with an open age limit, who had to be protected and instructed. She usually kept her biological age among friends, but occasionally slipped back into puberty.Tonight she was as insecure and overwhelmed as she was at school an