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Chapter 54
John's POV
Sitting on the couch in the living room with a glass of whiskey in hand, I was reflecting on the last few months and also trying to lower my adrenaline after the scare Helena had given me. Seeing her suddenly faint right in front of me put me in a state of immediate apprehension, and at that moment the only thing that crossed my mind was to run to her and lift her into my arms, not caring about the conversation with Thompson and Stenfield. Perhaps the guilt of having a share of responsibility for her current state had caused such anguish in me, a feeling that had not yet completely ceased. I heard footsteps approaching and lifted my head to see my father approaching and quietly pouring himself a shot of whiskey. He sat down in the armchair in front of me and stared at me.
"How's the girl?" He asked without really sho
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"I was the photographer at the party and may have some useful material for you. Can we meet?" Otto suggested. Despite finding it all very strange, I decided to take a risk. I couldn't refuse anything that would work in my favor."Sure. Are you available to come to the office now?" I asked, too curious to schedule an appointment."I can, yes," he agreed. A wave of excitement washed over me, and even though the situation was too strange, I wanted to see how it played out."I'll be there in about half an hour." I furrowed my brow, not understanding how he had set a specific time."Otto, do you have the office address?""I believe everyone knows where the Carter's office is located," he replied as if I had said something extremely foolish."I live nearby, so I shouldn't take long. See you." Without giving me a chance to respond, he ended the call. I stared at the phone in my hands, frowning in pure suspicion and doubt, unsure if this guy really wanted to help me. I dialed the receptionist's
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"I believe so," I glanced at my watch and realized I had to return to the office. "I need to go.""Alright.""See you later," I said, receiving a nod in response."Goodbye."I ended the conversation and leaned back in my chair with a wide smile on my face. Things seemed to be clearing up in the Zummack case, as Sandro's testimony would be crucial in obtaining valuable information for my client's defense. I gathered my belongings, locked my office, bid farewell to some people who were there, and headed towards the exit of the building, feeling incredibly tired but also very satisfied.I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and answered without paying much attention to the screen."Hello, John. Did you miss me?" I abruptly stopped walking, a chilling coldness ran down my spine, freezing me completely. The robotic voice mocked on the other end of the call, and I quickly looked around in alert, with growing anger taking over me. I needed to regain my composure and stay calm."What do you wa
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"I also found out recently, Russell, but I believe they will resolve it soon," I said. However, my father tried to ease the situation by giving me a stern look, and I raised my glass in a sarcastic gesture, shaking my head afterward, indicating that it wouldn't happen."I hope that happens. Business tends to thrive when everything else is going well, don't you think?" Russell spoke, and I narrowed my eyes. I wasn't sure who he thought he was since my family didn't need his for anything.I finished my drink and smiled politely at the two men. "I'm really exhausted. I'll go up to my room. Have a good night," I wished, cutting off any chance of continuing the conversation. "And it was a pleasure to see you, Mr. Privost," I concluded, hearing him reciprocate my words.I left the
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"Psychological typology does not have the purpose, in itself quite useless, of dividing people into categories; rather, it signifies a critical psychology that makes possible the methodical investigation and ordering of empirical materials relating to the psyche. It is, first of all, a critical instrument for the researcher in psychology who needs certain points of view and guidelines to bring order to the almost chaotic profusion of individual experiences.*"I busied myself trying to read the material for next week's exam, however, I could not concentrate at all. I picked up the book and headed out the door to the place I liked best in the house: the garden where the rocking bench was. I hadn't been there for a few days and I already missed the peace that this environment exuded. The cold night was not an impediment for me to sit there, forgetting the world while I read or simply enjoyed the wonderful flowers spread all over the green area. As I approached my destination, I suddenly
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Helena's POVThe chill in my stomach was overwhelming and the rapid beats of my euphoric heartbeat sounded like drums in my ears. I was totally stunned by what had just happened and John looked no different from me as we stared at each other inexpressively, still breathing somewhat erratically. As if awakened by something that restored his consciousness, he stared quickly at my lips one last time and withdrew his hands from me with a slowness that was almost contradictory to his action, which forced me to do the same and stop touching his face and the back of his neck, gathering my own hands. We moved apart a little until the space from which we were separated was considered normal, and John cut off our eye contact. I forced myself to look forward and, squinting, saw him prop his elbows on his knees and run a hand across his neck in a clear sign of confusion."I'm sorry, Helena. I... I don't know what happened. " John spoke up and I immediately looked at him, feeling as if I had taken
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"What exactly do you have to explain to me, Ms. Helena? And where is the book?" she asked interested, and I prepared myself for her reaction to what I was going to say next. I bit my lip and stared at her, trying to contain the slight smile that stubbornly wanted to show itself."I forgot the book in the garden last night. "I started, and was urged on by a clearly impatient Sophie. " E...? "" One of two ways. Either Bento destroyed it, or it's with John. " And, as I expected, she blinked several times in pure confusion. "And why would your book be with Carter?" Do you want the full story, or just what matters?""What do you think? " She questioned agitatedly and I laughed. "Okay... "I took a deep breath and continued, "John and I kissed. "I let go all at once.My friend's jaw dropped.And when I say dropped, it's because it definitely could have hit the ground if that were possible.She blinked several times again and stared at me for a long second, totally still and dumbfounded
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John's POVWhat the fuck was my problem?The nagging feeling that I had lost all control of the situation with Helena was constant, and I still didn't know how to deal with the fact that some things seemed too strange after the kiss. Maybe I had just let myself get carried away by a moment of weakness and confused a possible friendship with something more, maybe my momentary weakness had made me wish to be closer to her "who is someone whose presence gives me immense comfort", maybe I was fucked up for insisting on wanting to find an explanation for something so unexpected that left me with more doubts than I would have liked. I took action, I longed for her presence, I felt attracted to the girl who, until a few months ago, had gone practically unnoticed by me. In that instant, taken by an eccentric atmosphere, I wanted to know what her tas
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"GO TO HELL, DAMN YOU!"Enraged, I threw the phone against the wall and watched it smash to pieces, not caring much about the damage done. My hands were running through my hair in an act of complete restlessness, I was overcome with a warning signal and decided to act. I grabbed my car keys and sped out the door, not caring about the haunted looks from everyone in the office.I got into the vehicle and sped off while I focused on calming myself down and not losing my mind completely. The first thing I needed to do was to get Otto to safety, since he was certainly an easy target due to his importance in the case, both for being a relative of the victim and for his willingness to offer the material from the day of the crime. I parked in front of the entrance to his apartment and rang the bell, soon seeing his confused figure appear in front of
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