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

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 get to ask him anything else because he disappeared. I was still enjoying this seafood cooked simply deliciously. No matter how hard I tried at home, it would never turn out like theirs. I couldn’t find the secret to cooking them like that myself. I cooked whatever I wanted in my spare time, and this dish was my favorite. I was so happy when I saw this restaurant had a band. The music, the wine and the food made everything special. I just hoped Mike loved dancing and would invite me, as I loved dancing. My chances with Kevin were slim because he hated music, or so I thought.“It’s not the place for painful memories,” I scolded myself in my thoughts.I tasted the cold wine the waiter brought us even though Mike had left for a little while. As I sipped from the glass, I heard the strains of a love song. My mouth got caressed by a sweet taste and a special music spoiled my hearing. The wine and that melody blended perfectly, transporting me to a world I had never seen

EMILYDreams, hopes, desires, look how they all flew away on the wind over the sea and were blown far away from me. Once again, I fell for it. I believed love existed; I believed in purity, sincerity, and what did I get? God, I was gullible again and now my heart is again torn into a thousand pieces. If before I went out to dinner with him I got excited now disappointment has taken hold of me. A positive outlook for the future was out of the question, as I felt the world had fallen apart. This depression again caught me in the same trap set from which I could not escape. I felt like I was in a deep abyss from which there was no escape.When I saw him here, I wished I had chased him away, only I promised myself I would change. Once I stepped onto this new land, I promised a change was coming. The old bad and immature habits had to be banished, and I did. No fuss! I should have behaved as badly as I could because it humiliated me, but I didn’t. I sat in my seat and gathered what littl

MIKE“What did you cook? What are we going to serve?” “Surprise! I won’t tell you until we get home.”The longer I stayed around her, the stronger I felt the dancing butterflies in my stomach. My heart was pounding and my breathing was labored. On the way, I was as attentive to the road as possible, but I was still glancing at her. She was gorgeous in whatever she wore. It was clear that I had fallen madly in love with this woman I once considered an enemy and knew nothing about. All I knew was that she was suffering, but nothing more. I wondered if I was crazy; to have fallen in love with the woman I considered an enemy was immoral.For the first time, I wasn’t interested in a woman’s past, which was strange for me too. When I met Mary, I was so curious about her past. I wanted to know all about her. What kind of woman she was, where she came from, what family she had, what she liked... everything. I even asked some friends what they thought of her, which I later found embarrassin