38. Emma

Past

August 2009

It's been three days since our first time.

That same day my cousin came to pick me up to drag me with the usual group to the lake, but I refused, apart from the fact that it was going to be left over as usual, I felt tired from the sleepless night I spent with Luc.

I just wanted to sleep and cry, even though I didn't know why yet.

I refused to be aware of why.

My aunt told me that she would stay longer, to let my grandfather know if she needed anything, and to be careful. From the call until that moment, I had no sign of my boyfriend, so when he knocked on the door in desperation while I was in a bathrobe, with a towel in my hair and an avocado mask, I was shocked.

"What's the matter, love? Why are you like this?” I asked, shocked to see him distressed.

"I came on foot," he said as if that explained everything, which brought more doubts to my mind.

"What? But that's miles of distance, was the truck damaged again?”

He passed by and threw himself on the couch, then saw