Linna ate her dinner quietly, she had already had five glasses of wine and her head was about to hurt, clearly becoming a devotee of alcohol for once in her life, since she is not even in the habit of drinking. She had arranged to have dinner with her parents two days after she and Robert had gone to the police station to meet William.Her parents, in turn, were eating and talking about any random subjects, enjoying the food that was served. Millions of thoughts were running through Linna's head, some worse than others. She was nervous. She ended up ordering her favorite dish and even that didn't make her happy, it seemed unsalted, tasteless. Every grain of chicken she ate seemed to be swallowing a piece of glass, without any willpower. The wine, well, it didn't look delicious either, but it went down more easily.The truth is that she was dying of shame to have to talk about it, to have to admit to her mother, someone so close to her, that she was meeting a handsome, neat guy, appare
- How did his mother react? - Robert turned on the car and turned onto the avenue as the music played in the background and the delicious breathing of the woman next to him blended in. Mixing with that perfume he was so attracted to, he wished he could take the liberty and touch her thighs, caress them while keeping his other hand on the wheel. They look so hot and tasty to him. Good enough to bring him unimaginable imaginations.- In a bad way, but it could be worse. I'm just not used to that contemptuous look coming from her, after all she is certainly the closest person to me in every way possible. But I can understand her, she apologized to me but I know she's still judging me in there, I can feel it, I don't usually trust people right away and I trusted him right away.Robert closed his eyes, in fact the way she blamed herself became more and more annoying, yet it was also understandable. For anyone who sees her from the outside of her world where she is the protagonist, they rea
Robert was dozing off in his armchair when someone touched his shoulder, and as he opened his eyes he saw the thin, corpulent body of the redheaded doctor. Finally he would hear from her. He didn't know what time it was or even when he fell asleep, that quiet hospital ward seemed like an impossible lullaby. His eyes were heavy in a way he had never felt before, not even on a horrible, tiring day at work. Maybe it was the smell of tea around the place, a good, balmy smell, as if that was the purpose.- Is she all right? - His voice came out completely hoarse and broken, he stammered, feeling a gap in his throat and scratched it deftly. His eyes burned instinctively due to the strong light spread by the distant and open room, he took his hand to his eyes where he avoided scratching and just stroked them lightly, blinking several times in an attempt to send that sleep away completely. He was feeling anxious, and obviously angry with himself for not paying enough attention to protect her
At thirty-two he felt that he had experienced everything and nothing at the same time. The kind of experience he had, was not the kind of experience that was funny or that he wants to remember, it is the kind of experience that added nothing to him and that caused him to mess up the lives of everyone around him in every way. Perhaps the worst of these was to totally break the company of his own family. Carrying that burden is the worst thing of all. All right, now it seems that things are working out again, the new partners are helping him a lot with new campaigns, but of course that memory is still there. And with it the contempt of his parents, especially his father.Even though they have not been in contact at all, he knew that his father still had a grudge against him and he could not blame him for this. Being inconsequential is, perhaps, what can end someone's life. Be it in a relationship, be it in a friendship, be it in a family. Robert managed to be in every pillar. Today, wit
Linna woke up without knowing what time it was, she still felt very sleepy, it was already morning and she knew this only by the slightly open window making the sun beat against the wall of the bedroom door. Looking around the place he saw Robert sleeping on the couch available in a very uncomfortable way, but it seemed to be very quiet. The sound of his breathing was quiet and loud, she wondered why he was doing all this now when he had no obligation. It was certainly a big surprise to herself all this, and even more so all that support he was giving her, how could she give up sleeping in his huge mansion, in his comfortable bed, to sleep on a mere sofa inside a private hospital room? Having a couch in these rooms is unfortunately not synonymous with being conche. And even if he was looking like a butterfly in his cocoon, his back would hurt afterwards.In fact Linna is sure that no one had that obligation, that burden of having to be there beside him every moment of his miserable li
Robert turned away, put his hand on his face, turned his back to the woman sitting on the hospital bed and frowned, letting a few tears fall. Because the feeling that still existed there was of guilt, even though he had so many feelings about that woman. As she turned around, her eyes widened in surprise at seeing that white face denouncing her crying.- Don't you realize that I'm in love with you? - Her question came out painfully. - Don't you realize that everything I'm doing is to make you really realize that I'm not the same person anymore and that the last thing I want to do is hurt you? I'm not doing any of this because I feel obligated, I'm doing it because it's what my heart asks! I want to help you, I want to be with you, I want to love you, Linna. Right now if you need me to get down on the ground to get over me I'll do it, because I want you to be okay. That's what you do when you love someone, isn't it? You take care of that person. That's what I'm doing. I thought I had l
Linna stood with Robert's help, three days passed, she had the precise tests and the doctor arranged to talk to the two of them as soon as she was ready to leave the hospital. She couldn't take any more of that bland food and should be thankful for Robert's stubbornness for bringing her some salty treats that were much tastier than what the hospital has to offer. The smell of the room itself was not at all unpleasant and even if she denied it to herself she knew that it was due to the mixture of alcohol gel and his masculine perfume.Spending three days there was the same as admiring him and every move he made while he was there with you, especially alone. The silence was always present, but it had become quite natural and not forced at all, fortunately everything was going well in this respect. Now she also knew a lot of things about him, things she shouldn't know, like the way he always leaves his hand on top of his stomach when he sleeps, or lap he scratches his head when he gets n
- You seemed relaxed in the room about that. - Being inside the clinic now you just had to look for the doctor's room, Robert remembered the number, it was seven.- I was in a room, only the doctor came in, and only who I like! I don't like receptions, to see all these sick people and all this rush, it's a melancholy place! - She snorted, and Robert in turn put his cheek against her neck.- People you like, huh? Do you like me? - Linna closed her eyes, hiding her laughter with him right at her ear, showing that she had only heard the part of him that wanted her.- Shut up, Robert. - She knocked on the white door with the golden number and as soon as she heard one she opened it. He saw the doctor looking at some papers, this time without any contradictory smile. - Good morning, Talia.- Good morning. - Repeated the other, the two sat down in the armchairs in front of the doctor. Talia crossed her two hands.- Good morning. - She took a deep sigh before starting to give the news. - I mus