PerfectI swallow hard, I see him in his chair, writing on his laptop or otherwise dialing on the Mac; As I advance, the weight of fear eats at me, I murmur pleas to heaven, and when he turns his eyes to me, I am a walking flan.I don't believe I have the heavenly help I implore.“Boss...”“What?” —He takes his hands off the keyboard, and looks at me.“I have to tell you something.”“Speak now or be silent, I don't have much time. Have you brought me the copies?”“That's what I'm going for”—I approach his irascible being, I don't want to see him angry, but he always gets like that; It's a beast. “Look, I accidentally ruined the original document, I'm sorry”“Are you kidding me?!” —He stands up suddenly, at the suddenness I jump.“I... actually Michael arrived and I was scared by his sporadic appearance, that's how I spilled coffee on the sheet. I'm an idiot, tell me how I can fix it.”“I don't know how to mess up, just look!” —he shouts emboldened—. “You know I have to show up at the
"Gerrit, stop it, you'll make me burn..." He is hugging her from behind.I clear my throat, they both turn around and look at me surprised. The boy walks away from Mila and comes to me, leaving a kiss on my cheek.“Shame on you, Aryanna. How are you?”“Don't worry, fine.”“Ami, in a while we will start getting ready. Gerrit, pass me the salt, please.” —she tells her boyfriend.I take a seat on a stool. I see them both moving around in the kitchen.“That's what I wanted to talk to you about, I can't go, I have to accompany Silvain to a gala.”She opens her eyes wide, speechless, stops what she is doing and approaches me.“Because? It's not fair, did he tell you today, out of the blue?” —Puts a face, pouts.Sigh."It's just that from one minute to the next the girl I would go with won't be able to, she asked me for a favor," I explain, omitting the incident from the document.“Sure, and you didn't want to say no, I thought you'd want to go out with us.” —makes little eyes.“It's not tha
The Charity Gala“Keep me informated” —he tells me before leaving with Gerrit, so punctual.I'm left alone in the apartment, I look at the clock, it's almost eight o'clock at night. I hope Silvain is not late, although I must point out that he is also obsessed with time. I decide to go down to the porch, not even five minutes pass when a brand new sports car boasts its arrival. It's him, there's no need to doubt it. In fact, the horn sounds twice and I'm heading to the expensive car. My face is a poem when I see that enigmatic specimen of a man get out and go around the car, my mouth goes dry. It seems impossible but no, he looks more perfect than ever, with a dark tailored Italian suit, he doesn't wear a tie, instead he sports a black bow tie. From his straight and brown hair a neat hairstyle.Its captivating perfume penetrates deep into my being, stirring all my nerve endings in a tidal wave. A smile curves on his lips, then he opens the door for me, like a gentleman."Has an extrat
After a while Gaspard and the guy investor arrive, I have stopped thinking about nonsense; They greet us and sit down. People chat at the same time, so much so that it becomes difficult to understand what Lebrun, the man whose name I now know, Louis, and Silvain are talking about.The Frenchman in front keeps looking at me, so deep that I have to look away from those scrutinizing orbs. I put my hands on my legs and play, absorbed in the link; I feel out of place. I think that it was not obligatory to come with a companion, since neither his friend nor the other one brought a woman, but Silvain made me think otherwise; There was no need for me to come with him then.“How is everything?” We talked a while ago, but I don't even remember that anymore.“Well, Louis, the company's successful path is incredible, it has gone on an increase that baffles anyone.” —He acts so presumptuous, but I don't object to that, but rather to my thoughts that sink in their own sea, and I am now just one mor
I snort for the third time, try to get up but fail, so Silvain takes my arm and helps me. I stay closer to him who continues crouching."You wish..." I smile, he cleans my eyes with his fingers, I remain still as he touches my face. If you didn't have such a dark soul... and if you weren't such an unbearable man... who knows?“You, you know, Ary.”"Maybe you're right," I smile, touching his stubble, tickling my fingertips. "Oh no Aryanna, don't you dare say it." I got so lost that I came to feel love for you, I must be completely crazy to continue with that feeling here, you have nailed it right here, Silvain...I guide his hand to my heart, it is in an abnormal arrhythmia. When I look into his eyes I see only a terrible emptiness, and no compensation comes for the blow that sinks into my stomach. I may be half drunk, this does not anesthetize my soul before the real thrust.“But I can't give you something that deep down destroys me, feeling ties you to collapse, sooner or later life
Real BurstIt's incredible how many things happen in eight weeks, time flies by, in a way that unbalances you. Days after the gala, photos of me and Silvain appeared in magazines, fortunately no speculation arose, it was clear that I was only a companion, his assistant. So I left the fact in the past. Yesterday I was at Mila's graduation celebration, having a great time, happy because she is, today the world is dark. Everything happens quickly, in just a moment we will see each other on a distant date. It's a matter of two seconds and it becomes the past. The absurd way in which the outcome occurs and consequently gives you a result is an explosive bomb. The more I see it, the less I believe it, I am a victim of the explosion and lying on the bathroom floor with a pregnancy test in my hand, I find the debris of a poorly cushioned impact.I feel the cold plaster of the wall, part of a space that I have never felt shrink so much, imprisons me and suffocation surrounds my throat.I have
The dismissalMichael crosses my path. I roll my eyes, I'm not in the mood now and never with him. She smiles and hands me a cappuccino, I don't want to be rude and take it.—Hello, Michael, thank you.—Always at your service, precious. What do you say about going out this afternoon?—I say no, don't be too clever.—Are you still thinking about what happened the other day? —curious, he refers to the incident as his fault.—I don't forget it, but I'm not interested. I have more important things to do. —I walk away from him.He reaches out and grabs my forearm, I look at him angrily.—I'm going to conquer you, Aryanna, it's just a matter of time.—You're crazy, leave me.—Viscardi, come to my office—we both turned our heads toward our boss.Today more than any other day it causes me a chain of nerves, that rush of air that throws me to a height where there is no oxygen. My blood runs dizzy under my skin, I wonder if Silvain is able to notice the abnormality in me when I go with him on t
The Echogram—I came home, Ambra. I'm exhausted, and I have to prepare for the trip on Friday.—I understand, it could be another day. And don't forget that if you need to talk about something that's making you feel bad, I can be your confidant.—Yes, I appreciate it. Have a nice night.—Anyway, see you tomorrow.I leave the device on the bed; then I sigh at the edge of the quilt. I take off my shoes, soon I go to the bathroom to shower. The next few days are crucial, yes Silvain must know it. Today at the meeting I felt lost, tired and I almost fell asleep, of course my boss noticed and I got a scolding.Before going to the room, I see my nakedness there, in that mirror that screams the truth. I turn on my side and notice the pronunciation that I ignored, now that I give in with fear to reality, the state is tangible and my heartbeats skyrocket.There is life within me, a reason grows, I am its refuge.The more I touch the bulging area, the fears subside, an unknown sensation is born