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Elena's POVAll the paths we walked didn't teach us how to walk. And I get proof of this when I leave Aaron's office and he just lets me go. Not because it's melodramatic or anything like that, but I leave because I understand that there's nothing more that can be done.I walk aimlessly at first, but when I notice that Andrea is watching me, I give her a weak smile and head for the bathroom. I do not have the emotional conditions to put on a businesswoman's hat and enter a meeting room.I close and lock the door behind me after entering the room too big for a bathroom. But no one would be able to expect anything less from GEH.I lean against the door and sigh. I try to control my breathing compromised by anxiety, but the attempt is in vain.I run my hands through my hair and throw some strands to the side, which makes my look more casual. The colorless gloss on the lips offsets the exaggeration of red in the clothes, creating a confident but still reserved woman.I leave the bathroom
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And over the next few minutes, everyone says the same thing. By changing words or adding them, negotiators reach consensus. I receive compliments, which inflates the negotiator's ego in me. Well, that was aside from the fact that Carlos remained silent while everyone approved of my previous words."Mr. Hernández, we do not have all afternoon to wait for your answer" Ros murmurs.Hernández gets up from his seat and rests both hands on the dark marble of the table. He looks at me with piercing eyes in a way that captivates me, but challenges me at the same time. "I more than approve. It's perfect. You, as a negotiator, are perfect. Your way of thinking is more than professional, it's exciting. Here's to a long professional life together"**In the car on the way home, I think about how my afternoon unfolded. The meeting lasted about two hours, which was enough to discuss everything.Aaron remained quiet in a way I never thought possible, but he showed no weakness. He kept himself in his
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Initially I want to fight it, but his mouth that tastes like mint gum is a temptation.I surrender for a minute and grab his hair. Our tongues mix our flavors and leave us panting.The chemistry between us is unparalleled. Our bodies fit together, our hands know where to explore, our kiss has the perfect rhythm. For a moment, I forget everything. My thoughts turn to him, to what he's doing to me now."It’s not going to work out like this” I whisper against your soft lips.Aaron guides my body backwards until he finds the bed; He lays me down on it and comes over me. I hug him with arms and legs."It won't work if you do not trust me" I say."Fuck” he yells. Aaron breaks away from my embrace and falls next to me on the bed.He covers his face with his forearm and breathes slowly to try to calm down. I do not know what this gesture means. Is it too hard to believe me? Is it easier to patch this hole with sex? He can tell me the most horrible things and then act like everything is fine?
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I want to approach her and tell her how I really feel, but I am afraid. If I get close, the chances of her moving away are huge. "I shouldn't have waited for this fucking exam to believe you. Just do not tell me it's too late to get around this shit" I continue, despite only having his silence and his big watery eyes.For God! I do not want to, I can't lose this woman. Damn, I can't. May it take my life, but not my marriage!"Papers are important in your life, I understand. Well, I will give you one more. Wait for the divorce, Aaron"Her eyes are red, begging to release all the tears she doesn't want to let fall. To say that Elena is lost is an understatement, and it makes me understand that I can't say anything that will change her mind."And about dinner…" she begins, but pauses to take a long breath. I just listen.And I cry."We will. Your family is made up of very kind and welcoming people"I nod my head to indicate that I understand. What can I say? I just fucked up."There's no
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As usual, Mia is at the door of Granger Manor when we get out of the car. She is in a classic look, with a long reddish dress and lace gloves."If it would take another minute, I would come and get you" this is the greeting I receive, along with his index finger pointing at my face."You look beautiful" I say."As always" she raises her eyebrows."Hi, Mia" Elena greets smiling. She is by my side, closer than she wants, but she doesn't want to answer questions about our separation."Elena!" They exchange a tight hug, which makes me jealous. This is the kind of closeness she will have with everyone in this house except me. "Aunt Dora said we would only start when you arrived. She makes more of your presence than mine" Mia makes an exaggerated pout."That's not true, they are both my daughters" Dora walks towards us, in the entrance hall of the house.We exchanged greetings, as always, kisses and hugs.As we pass through the hall, I notice that some sort of marriage memorial has been pla
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"Mom, I will help Elena" I stand up as Dorothy walks back to the table, smiling at me as if we were accomplices."Don't use the opportunity to make a mess, kids" Elliot shouts. I want to use the same tone to tell him to go to hell, but that wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me."I wonder where your education ended" I hear Mia murmur.I reach the top of the stairs with the same nervousness I felt on my wedding day. And there she is, beautiful as an angel, wearing the gift I gave her earlier."If you do not want to sleep with me, we can go home" I say. I do not want her to feel uncomfortable just to please others."Let's not sleep together" is all she says before starting up the steps. Honestly, a slap would have hurt less.Not that I understood what she meant by that, but I was just willing to follow her.Be whatever Elena wants!Upstairs, I go right down the hall to the door of my childhood bedroom. The place is not my favorite place in the world, but the feeling of anguish I feel doesn
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"I think you are scared. Love can be a raging sea or a thirst-quenching glass of water, and we never know. But I know one thing, darling. Your best chance is to try.""Is this your best council?" I let out a weak laugh."Believe me, the worst catchphrases are a succinct summary of life""I give up trying to understand the female mind""But do not give up on your girl. Talk about what's wrong until it's right and in a few years you'll be laughing when you remember it"In fact, I think that would be difficult. Well inclined towards the impossible."Trying is my best chance, right?" I repeat your sentence with some humor and an arched eyebrow."Right" she smiles affectionately before leaning over and kissing my cheek, then starts walking towards the hallway leading to the rooms."Mom" I call.She turns to face me. I need to thank you for the terrible advice, but with laudable intentions."Yes""Thank you" with that said I can see the most sincere smile on your face."Not really, my son.
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"At the event… today" Welch looks disconcerted. He's never seen me so scattered.I nod and he starts talking about security procedures. I pretend to be interested and pay attention to every word, but the truth is that I can't."...and people who enter will have their credentials made upon entry using a biometric system, this avoids incidents""Good" is all I can say. "And Elena?" I ask, suddenly."She will be safe, sir. And undercover security will ensure her comfort as well" Welch assures. It's a shame the question wasn't related to that."She's in the Granger Holding convention hall, sir. Her and some organizers" Harley replies, as if guessing."Right. That was all" I conclude.My wife is away from home, minding her professional life and I am here... as useful as a sports car without an engine.The last hours are indifferent. I open the websites advertising the event to get some news or two about it, but they are all superficial. They do not talk about her, herself, about the determ
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