39: Her house

Demian

Never in my life had I experienced an earthquake firsthand.

When I felt the earth move, I thought of Dana. It was the only thing I could think of. It was automatic. And it had nothing to do with her being in front of me. I just knew I was so afraid that something would happen to her or my children.

I hugged her and shielded her with my arms so that nothing would happen to her. The ceiling released dust, and parts of it fell. I feared the roof would crush us. The hotel was luxurious but old.

The earthquake didn't take long to end, but Dana was still scared to death. We went to the lounge with the guests. As we walked, I felt relieved that nothing bad happened to her. As angry as I was, I couldn't bear for anything to happen to her. Especially not in my presence.

I guess Dana still mattered to me a little. But not romantically. Dana betrayed me and broke my heart, and I could never forgive her for that. Dana didn't deserve my love. If I was close to Dana, it was because of our ch