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The last story, but ... Chapter Five

Richard thought I was not going to notice the intrusion, when we were about to leave, I tried to unlock my iphone and it was locked for the next 5 minutes.

At that very moment the discourse started, until then, nothing unusual, hey Richard we fought every week. But this time I know that I could have avoided it.

He could have pretended that he hadn't noticed his intrusion.

But deep down I wanted a reason for him to freak out and break up with me like he always did, so it was easy.

_Richard if you don't trust me, what do you do with me? Trust is the foundation of the relationship, so it will not work.

_It is true, Cecilia, (Picking up her backpack and putting away her mcbook) he continued, this time I will believe that it will not work, and so he left.

Richard, today is the end of this story, although I missed him today.

I ordered a burger, started a new netflix series, a documentary about cooking.

Sunday morning, blue sky, I kept thinking about what Richard and I would be planning that morning together at the breakfast table, maybe a buggy ride, a picnic on the beach, a paragliding flight, things we liked to do in this our day off.

But soon I changed my thoughts, changed my clothes and went to the gym.

On the way home, inspired by the night before, I thought about making ribs, at the market I felt a great desire to send a message to Christian, answering his last message almost 48 hours later, I typed: "Good morning Christian"

Of course he wouldn't answer, it was obvious, I already expected that.

Well, I cooked, I went to the pool, I read a book, I read the second, I watch the series and time to go to church, when I finally look at my iPhone and find: "Good afternoon"

I didn't immediately stop myself:

_ "I owe you an apology for not having answered you yesterday"

Christian:

"Okay, really, I didn't expect it, mainly because of the way we treated each other all these days! I was upset, to be honest and without any intention.

Without understanding anything at all. "

I try to find a good answer:

I thought about answering you later, despite that, I found myself several times wanting to answer and wanting to receive your messages as the day before. Then I realized how much I was getting involved, and for everything that had been said to me the night before I had decided to put my foot on the brake "

I was nervous, afraid of what he was going to say was when he asked is it to be honest?

Of course, what would be my answer.

Audio being recorded, and I'm thinking: OH MY GOD!

And it wasn't that bad, he repeated everything he said on the video call, saying he tried to understand and couldn't find the reason. And he said he missed me a lot. From then on, the romance became only mine and his.

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