Hide-And-Seek

11

I went back to the rental house where Christopher and I used to live, and there I saw Simon.

Simon stood in front of me, hesitant to speak. He seemed like he wanted to come closer, but he did not dare.

My intense gaze bore down on Simon, who could see the rage and anger emanating from my eyes.

My mind was constantly thinking of how to launch a fatal attack from a certain angle. I had studied medical textbooks religiously and knew exactly which spot to target in order to end his life in one blow.

But I calmed myself down again.

Simon walked over to me, dressed in a white coat with his hands in his pockets.

Simon declared, "It wasn't me who caused the death of your brother."

Afterward, Simon spoke in a low and gentle tone, yet with an undeniable firmness. "Regardless of whether you believe me or not, Cecilia, there's no way for you to leave me," he declared.

Simon held me gently in his arms and said, "I'll explain everything about your brother to you, but not right now."