The Loss, Second Part

Johnny takes a deep breath. It was never easy to remember this person, much less talk about him. It took him three months before he could leave his room and eat and talk like a human being. His parents had tried everything by then: psychological counseling, self-help books, and even spiritual help from the pastor of a nearby church.

But what really impelled Johnny to try to recover the flame of his life was none of these things.

Sitting in the park, the young man didn't try to disguise his tears or the look of weeping and pain he felt when remembering that very special person. Looking up, he began to speak.

"She was my best friend."

Emanuele almost has a jump. Yes, he had a best friend, and their friendship was shattered because of Thabata's manipulation! He had told her that at the meeting a few weeks ago.

He continued:

"We met when I was ten and she was eleven. At first, both my parents and her parents thought we would have some kind of romance when we got older. But that never happ