Natalia’s grip on the chopsticks tightened sharply as she observed the aura of sadness and disconsolation that instantly permeated his body, and her heart clenched tightly…..
-You were trying to imitate her tone of voice, her expression, and you imitated so well that for a while in the morning I thought it was my she who had returned, because I wanted her so much and dreamed of her return that I forgot that, with your character, you wouldn’t give up even if you lost both of us and died together, so how could I be moved by a single word?
Javier’s tone was a bit self-deprecating as he pushed away from the stool and stood up, turned around and walked straight to the front door….
Natalia froze for a while, the loud slamming of the door made her come to her senses and chase after it, but it was too late, the door was coded with a fingerprint, she knew the code, but had not registered the prints….
She raised her left hand and knocked hard on the door.
-Javier, come back! Open the door for me!
But no matter how much she knocked or shouted, the heavy door would not budge….
Natalia stopped moving and bowed her head, her heart swelling with a thick sense of loss….
He was right, how could she give up so easily?
Yes, she pretended, she said it so plain and clear, bent on Natalia, no one else but her, so what’s so hard about it, become that woman yourself!
Her reaction in the morning made her think she had succeeded and today everything was so happy and wonderful, but she never thought it would last so short….
The familiar female voice sounded in my head:
Stolen of course briefly….
Natalia shakes her head hard to shake the sound off.
But the feeling of loss, the hard feeling, she could not shake it off. At that moment, she deeply understood that everything Javier and Carlos had said was true, that it was really painful to love without being able to love, even if she used the same body as the person he remembered, but it wasn’t her he loved….
Javier left his apartment and went straight to the bar, pouring a glass of beer in his stomach, with the conversation he had overheard outside, in the pantry, in the afternoon, before leaving work, in his mind:
-What do you think is going on that Natalia has suddenly made a one hundred and eighty degree change and is down to earth?
-From my experience reading people, I can tell you for sure that she faked it.
Settled…
At that moment he froze, for an instant, and turned around….
Even they can see it…
In fact, he also felt it in the morning, the feeling of being with her was strange, not the same intimate feeling as before, several times he had the opportunity to kiss her, but there was a slight resistance in his heart, he thought it was because they hadn’t been together too long, some discomfort….
It turns out that it wasn’t really her….
Is it true that the person you love is not coming back….
It’s been more than two years since her owner, Gram, reappeared….
Is it true that she has been completely replaced by a second personality?
The more he thought about this, the more panic and fear Javier felt, drinking even more, telling himself that he could not despair, that she could come back, that she would be able to, that he should keep his original intention of protecting her body…
The wine went down glass by glass, Javier did not know how much he had drunk, and only felt less and less around him, his conscience became more and more confused, suddenly remembering the time he burned his hand with fire because he could not walk since he was handcuffed to the table…
Javier’s glass of wine stopped and a strong feeling of unease arose inside him, she was at home, the door was locked, he could not leave….
After all, it’s not like she hadn’t done it before, like the time she crashed her car into the lake….
Javier dropped his glass, spilled the wine on the table, turned around and ran out, too drunk, stumbled a bit to steady himself and immediately ran out in a hurry, not caring that the waiter behind him yelled at him that he hadn’t paid the bill….
He was not far from his lodging, and not seeing a cab from the bar, he ran straight to his lodging, sweating and panting….
His first thought was of a fire, so when he saw the building he lived in, he couldn’t help but take a look at the apartment he lived in. Fortunately, there was no fire, but he still didn’t dare to take it lightly and took the elevator upstairs, hoping it would reach him in a second….
As soon as the elevator door opened, he ran out, straight to his door, entered the code, checked his fingerprints, pushed the door, the living room light was on, nothing unusual, Natalia was not there, he immediately ran to the bedroom, pushed the door, Natalia, who was still asleep on the bed, gave a gasp and sat up, looking towards…
In the half-light of the living room, Javier approached her with long strides, held out his hand and took her in his arms, hugging her tightly, exhaling a heavy sigh of relief, his mouth full of supplication:
-Natalia, I beg you, don’t hurt him, the only thing I can do is to protect his body, please…..
Natalia had her face pressed against his abs, smelling the strong smell of alcohol he was giving off, listening to his violent gasps, feeling the thick grief that overwhelmed her, and her heart hurt hard again….
She was the one who had made him so miserable….
Javier hugged her for a moment, suppressing the restlessness in his mind, before releasing her and turning around to stagger out, closing the door behind him….
Natalia sat for a while in the dark, pulled up the covers and got out of bed, without turning on the light either, opened the door and went out, the light strip outside was on and she saw Javier sleeping on the sofa, one foot on the floor, the covers uncovered, everything oozing disarray….
Natalia approached him and looked at his sleeping face, even asleep he was still frowning….
He bent down, reached his left hand into his pants pocket and pulled out his cell phone.
The password on the lock screen is his birthday? No, it’s the wife’s birthday….
Unlocked, I hit the call log, quickly found Carlos’ number and dialed it….
It was night here and daytime in Anlandana, the phone quickly went off the hook and Carlos thought it was Javier, he got his deep voice:
-What’s wrong?
Natalia took a seat on the floor, leaned her back on the sofa and struggled to ask:
-Tell me what I have to do to get it…