"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
"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
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
"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
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
"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
Helena's POVThat Monday was unusually good.I had gotten a great grade on my exam and got a position at a children's shelter in order to start my work. I would make the visits on alternate days as my schedule allowed, since the internship during the week and the part-time job at the record store on Saturdays made it difficult for me to have a free day.John had left as soon as the supervision was over, as I was a nervous wreck about the party at the weekend and the preparations for it. I stayed in the library writing the reports for the day, considering that delays in submitting them to the supervisor would cause my grade to decrease, which would consequently lead me to lose my full scholarship. I gathered the books and notebooks from the table and left the library almost hunchbacked due to the weight of the materials, startling myself as I noticed the dark sky taking the place of the previous brightness. I looked at the bus stop from which I used to wait for
"How awful. "My friend uttered in intimidated intonation. She resumed what I was about to do earlier and switched to music station. "Is John in the middle of it?"" I don't know, I don't follow that kind of news. ", I limited myself to that answer, taking into account that I really wasn't sure of anything." Did you guys talk to each other after it happened?""Yes. He was with my book and went to return it.", I answered and Sophie arched her frown with a minimal smile wanting to emerge from between her tight lips." I know... Return...," She joked mischievously and I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Was it awkward or did you guys stay cool?"" It definitely wasn't normal. At least not for me. It was just a kiss, in theory I should let it go, but practice is pretty hard," I confessed with a resigned sigh, receiving a quick understanding look from my friend next to me."You know he'll probably be a
"Wow, that's so hot. "I said to my friend the moment I stepped into her car. She tossed her hair and blinked, making fun of me."I have to work hard, don't I? I'm the birthday boy's date. "She said vainly and looked at me slightly. "Looks like I'm not the only one who's done a little work here. "Gracejou naughty. I laughed and did a little self-observation, still feeling somewhat insecure due to my choice of dress."Really? 'Cause I'm finding myself a little plain," I said hesitantly."Stop this nonsense! You look beautiful, Lena. "He warned, and I smiled in appreciation."After I drop you off at The Lamps, I'm going to meet Adrian and take him there like it's just any other date. "Sophie said as if mentally writing down the information. "Is it okay for you to stay there until I get back, girlfriend?I waved my hands in a clear sign that I wouldn't mind."Did you get the decorations right?""It's amazing!