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Think, then, Love.

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Chapter 11

•I never predicted my fall. I caused it.

Morning routine. Going to work and returning home. That was my life before I got betrayed. Looking back, it was both our faults.

Married to a car dealer, I stayed with my Ex-husband for twenty years. We tried to had children and failed stupidly at it. We moved into a few towns before settling down. We had our ups and our downs. And after twenty years, he cheated on me.

The morning routine. Going to work returning home. That was my life and I was happy at some time. I believed that my time of happiness had come. Alas, it was the complete contrary.

A year ago, it was our marriage anniversary. Our twentieth anniversary, to be exact. And I negociated a 'leave' at work to surprise my Ex-husband. I already had a gift prepared. And I wanted to show him my love with something really big. But when I got home, I saw the inevitable. Him, laying his eggs into another woman.

Frightened? Angered?

None of both.

I just thought to myself;

~I never predicted my fall. I caused it.~

The next seconds followed with disgust towards men. Pushing away all the trust I had in myself. And running away as far as I can from reality.

But the illusion of happiness I created soon disappeared as I had to face the harsh reality. We divorced with regrets pent up in our hearts. I faded away in another country and that was the end of our love story.

Wed-nesday 21th of 2145.

Now.

I moved in a small village named Stockln. A lost village in the deep lands of UK. Living in a very modest house, I found a new life. I found new purposes. And I found new needs.

Throughout the months that I tried to dull my pain in sex and booze, I met people that changed my life. Friends that showed me that LiFe was never a feeble thread. Instead, it was a nylon thread resistant to every betrayal.

They also told me that that thread could only be messed with when my heart was weak. And that day, I changed my life. I changed myself. I changed my vision of the world. And I stopped believing in---

"--Anna?! Look!!! I can't explain something and have you fuck around with my explanation. Your markes are mine too. You fail, I fail. And I Will absolutely never allow such things to happen. Now, look and listen to me. Fucking please..."

Excuse me for that.

I'm sorry for her language. She never knows when to level her language sensitivity. That girl is my teammate and closest friend. Someone who saved me from the depths of the sea and brought me back from the dead.

She was here at every step in my life. And the reason I started studying again is because of her. And I have to admit something to you.

It's a secret all my friends know but her. A secret that could destroy that special formed between us.

And I don't want to lose that trust.

And Yet....

Everytime I see her, I forget I stopped believing in LoVe..

"Now, you are a tad bit too concentrated. Stop staring me at my face and look down. The algebraic quiz won't solve itself."

"Pene..You are cute. If I were a boy, I would marry you right away.."

"Stop saying crazy things, Anna. Look at the formula and concentrate."

"Yeah."

I can't do anything about it. I just forget myself when I'm next to her.

As if, I fell for a girl?

But it can't be that, right?

It certainly can't be.

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