EMILYI turned my attention to the glass door that led directly out onto the terrace of the house. I quickly grabbed something on and ran to inspect the outside of the house as well. As I stepped out onto a huge patio, I realized it had a sofa and two bamboo armchairs, a bar stocked with all kinds of drinks I’d never seen before. On the left side of the terrace was a huge, lighted swimming pool, a few sun chairs, and canopies. At the front, if you went down a few steps, you would go straight to the beach. The right side took me out onto a green lawn that embraced the pathway leading from the house to the exit, then stretched merrily for dozens of yards. Colorful flowers spilled from every planter, set on ornaments that were more and more exquisite. In the middle of the lawn was a hot tub surrounded by bushy trees.I felt like I was in a fairy tale of princes and princesses. It was like I had escaped the harsh reality and found myself in a paradise full of flowers and joy.I was tire
MIKEOh, my goodness! What did I do wrong? I’d been working with her for a year, the very person I hated so much. She seemed like a madwoman. She was the typical woman with money who had the world at her feet and thought even she could buy life. I refused to think about what my father’s hard-earned fortune was being spent on. Yet when I first saw her, for a second, I felt as if the world beyond had merged with our world and she held me in her arms again and kissed me with that mad passion that only she had. God, how I missed her caresses, her tenderness and gentleness. She was so pure, fragile on the surface, but stronger than anyone could have imagined. After all these years, I still missed her purity and kindness. How was it possible that she was so much like her? I was sure she was that woman. When I was in a coma, my brother called her name. I couldn’t explain how I could hear everything that was being said around me, but I could hear the doctors saying that they didn’t give me
MIKE“I know nothing about what you’re saying. Yesterday morning I was in my house, in my living room, and in the evening I was here. Olivia packed my bag. I personally don’t even know what’s in it.”“Well, you need nothing. Everything you need is here. She had me furnish the house with everything you need. I even hired a fashion designer to make you a bunch of fancy outfits. But you’ve also got regular, casual clothes. You find everything you need in the dressing room.” “And who paid for all this?”“POOF! I don’t know, honestly. You know what sponsor you have!” I found myself speaking out loud, but in my mind I already knew who I meant. “Kevin, from Dad’s work, of course!”“Don’t be a jerk! You know nothing about me to dare insinuate such things!” she yelled at me. I honestly should have restrained myself, but I couldn’t. It was eating me up to think that my brother was making a mockery of our father’s work, but in the end, he left him at the helm of the firm.Filled with nerves she
EMILYAfter Mike left, I retired to my office to see the new piece of equipment Olivia had gifted me with. It was a brand new laptop. A brand recognized as the best. I’ve been wanting a computer like that for a long time. I could write my novels with it, but I could also set up my covers, my advertising materials. Any new novel needed a bit of promotion. A brief story about the subject of the book, set up spectacularly, attracted thousands of readers. I loved doing everything on my own and not depending on others. At first, I was working with a graphic designer, but we never got along. Either I didn’t know how to explain or he found it hard to understand the feelings my work was supposed to express. I sat down at the computer with a mad desire to write. When I saw myself in front of it, alone, my mind froze, giving place to a great emptiness, as if someone had come in and wiped out all the ideas I’d had a moment before. I sat hoping that I had still got out at least a few ideas th
MIKEI was glad to think that Emily wanted that understanding between us. It was in my best interest to be friends with her to find out the truth that was nagging me. Plus, an entire year of us getting along like cat and mouse was beyond me. I wasn’t willing to have put up with all the fuss, even though I had an interest and a moral duty to Olivia. I couldn’t understand why Olivia asked me to keep an eye on her as long as I could. What business was it of mine, and why should I have played babysitter? She seemed more normal to me than I was. I still had that nightmare that I couldn’t sleep or live peacefully. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get over it. I knew I should have listened to my friends and forgiven myself, but I was still convinced it was my fault. If I’d listened to what she said and stayed home, I’d only suffer like a fool. Clearly, it was my fault and now I was bearing the consequences. I still wished I could have gotten rid of those nightmares that were drying
MIKE She no longer had the strength to answer me, so she nodded. I lifted her in my arms, pressing her body to mine. She had a lovely perfume on her face, and at the touch of our bodies a strong electric shock jolted all my senses as if lightning had struck me. The scent of her skin was lovely. She was light as a doll and exquisite as a flower. I walked as lightly as I could out of a desire to hold her in my arms as long as possible. I didn’t know what was happening to me. Since Mary died, I’ve never felt this way about any woman. There was something stronger than my reason, screaming and scolding me for those feelings and that thrill that pushed me more and more to kiss and ravish her, trying to remind me of my mad desire for revenge. It was no use trying to remind myself that the woman in my arms was my enemy, for my heart acted on its own and clung more and more to the gentleness Emily had shown since we first met. If I told anyone that this wonderful woman had once left me on
MIKEAfter all this time, I felt the desire to spend hours talking to a woman again. Until now, I had found various reasons to stay away from them and now the one I considered an enemy came and confused me, as she knew best. Look how I was looking for various reasons to stay around her as long as possible. We discussed more and more interesting things. One never got bored talking to her, as she wasn’t the type to stray from the subject. She didn’t brag that she knew it all, and she didn’t just talk crap to brag that she was smart. She told me she didn’t trust people anymore because they betrayed her in the ugliest way possible, but she couldn’t tell me the details. Although she tried, she couldn’t. Each time it bathed her face in tears and sobs prevented her from speaking. This woman managed in one month what those around me have not managed in two years. With her help, I forgot I was sitting talking to the enemy I wished I had taken revenge on. With her charms, she made me have
EMILYI didn’t believe for a second that after all that suffering, and after I had driven away any attempt to continue my life under the most normal of conditions, I was going out to a restaurant with a man I had only known for a short time. Except that there was something about that man that confused my mind. When I was around him, I couldn’t think about what was in the past. The long hours of sitting and talking proved to me he was such a soulful man. I could tell that he was beautiful on the outside and the inside. Though I refused at first out of courtesy, his insistence flattered me. I felt so important, as I haven’t felt in a long time. After all, I owed him. I was alive because of him. He was right when he said that. I really couldn’t refuse him tonight. Dinner at a restaurant meant elegant, sophisticated attire, which was a little beyond me. I usually spent time indoors, out of sight. According to Kevin, we didn’t even go out shopping together. He said he couldn’t stand t