Misunderstanding

After Seid’s visit, I finally sober up, and I remember that no matter how mad I am with Dmitri, he is still the one that I like. But it will never be easy to accept that we have different logic at some point. Now I remember how I bolted up earlier, and I could feel a little embarrassment. I drink the last drop of my coffee and clean the mugs we used.

Just like now, even if I want to call him, I have no idea how to contact him. He doesn’t want me to have his number or even his office’s number, but he can call me anytime. I didn’t even give him my number, but he found it anyway. A mixture of unjust feelings and frustration is what I have right now. But I need to accept our differences if I want to be with him. I take a deep sigh.

I get my pouch, turn off all the lights and make sure my office is locked and head home to my apartment. I take a cab once again and go straight to my house.

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The elevator dings and I get off. I slowly walk to my apartment door, while I search for my keycard