Did you think it was mine?
I’ve gone out of my head.
I put a few things in it. If you were going to leave, I didn’t want to see you walking around the house for two hours choosing shirts for your girlfriend.
I left on the backrest.
Oh, my God.
How little I knew the woman I had lived with for almost three decades.
- Margaret …
I reached out my hand to her.
He withdrew it.
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No.
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Please.
You didn’t come back because you understood what you did to me.
I’ve frozen.
You came because Vanessa betrayed you.
It is not true.
Then answer me something.
He looked me straight in the eye.
“If Vanessa loved you, if the investment had been real and if this morning you had woken up in her apartment with her in her arms… would you have come here?”
I opened my mouth.
Nothing came out.
