After an hour, I return to the waiting room accompanied by the psychologist and the first thing I see is a small black suitcase beside the CEO, suggesting that in the meantime he had gone to his house and returned with it, willing to fulfill his promise to spend two days with me.Who also does not escape my sight is Jean with his thousand and one thoughts. His anxiety is that of a believer in need of signs as to whether or not there is a God who would look out for him, since he is fighting the devil, as he hatefully nicknamed me.But how to explain to men that God cannot take care of the problems that they themselves arrange?Faith is important, but faith alone is not much use. Amen!Curiously, both of them stand up and my feeling is that they read my thought that put an end to their prayers.“ What's up?”, Adam breaks the silence of a church between us. And his touch on my cheek is even disrespectful to the religious atmosphere that surrounds us.“ Yes, I am, Monsieur Arnault," I jok

“You took your time!”, Adam says worriedly as he opens the door for me.“ I guess everyone decided to go shopping today. There was a huge queue!”, I make up an excuse like so many others I have told him.So one more or one less won't make any difference, right?“ It was kind of nice to be alone…”, he comments standing in front of the door, not letting me in.“ Don't you miss me anymore? I suggest, feeling slightly pin pricked by his little game of indifference.“ Close your eyes!”, he orders me, and this leaves me puzzled.“ What are you up to?”“ You'll find out if you trust me.Do you trust me or not?”“ You're one of the few people I trust, Adam. Feel privileged about it…”, I speak to him before I close my eyes and feel one of his hands gripping mine, leading me inside my small apartment.“You can open it!”, he asks after closing the door behind us.My small apartment is organized to the smallest detail, with a combination of colors and even the colorful sofa is no longer a nuisance

One day laterToday the Desiré noire did not open. The tables are empty and the silence is frightening for those who are used to seeing a full house. It is clear that I will lose a lot of money by having the doors closed. But our reunion could not be in a place other than one of CEO Adam Arnault's favorite spots. The atmosphere would stir up memories for him, and to erase the bad ones, you need an extra dose of what makes you feel at home. So tonight, no more pubs or wandering the streets like two inconsequential teenagers.It will be drinking from the best in the bar and loving like the first time.Yet, with every passing minute, it gives me anxiety not to see him walk through that door. I can't believe that Adam would be so proud as to not accept an invitation from me. After all it has been a long time since our fight. And before anyone accuses me that 24 hours is not much time, in my defense, I will say that an eternity can happen in seconds. So there is no point in waiting for hi

“ I have never seen such a sexy and sophisticated manager.... “, Adam is dazzled, I can see him through his reflection in the mirror, which reminds me of Anthony's presence in scenes like this, although their looks and gestures are incomparable.“ My job is a bit peculiar. I won't be there to serve, just pretend I'm a stupid, silly, rich girl they can pass off as. Then they will be attracted to spend money. A sort of camouflaged manager”, I shrug, swiping my lipstick.“ That's dishonest”, he assesses. “And entering a casino expecting honesty is naïve, Monsieur Arnault…”, I do the final touches, making sure there is not a grain of sand left on my scalp. It was an endless struggle to get rid of them. A sacrifice that left no regrets when it was two hours well spent of the purest pleasure. And I would love to continue it through these white walls and huge glass windows that bring the sea closer even though it is a hundred meters away. The house in no way resembles Arnault's residence

California, dawn“Am I still welcome in your house and in your life?”, It's Luigi, who has sneaked in. It's not a surprise to me. In fact, I've been waiting for you since I left the casino and came home. Me, sitting on the porch and him beside me, the dawn spreads in the sky right in front of us and the sea hardly imitates a sound so as not to break the peace that surrounds us all. Luigi, also surrendered, decides to sit down, waiting for me to give him his final sentence. However, my internal judgment is lengthy. My senses do not wish to miss a detail of the spectacle. It is sublime and unbelievably, there is nothing that nature asks in return to give it to us.“ If you fear that I am going to throw you out of my life, should I consider that you have done something wrong?”, my eyes are satisfied and my attention is offered to the man next to me.“ No, you know I haven't. I just don't know to what extent what we have matters more than how you feel about Adam.”“ I recognize how much