THREE WEEKS PASSED BY
That was how long, she had not seen Dean. Being separated from him crushed her every passing minute. ‘If only I had some cosmic power to reverse time and undo what I did and said that day.” Elena repeated to herself each day, while waiting patiently and eagerly for Dean’s return.
He had made calls to his parents and Leo. She heard them talk when she was near during dinner or some other occasions. But never once did Dean ask to speak with her. A few times, she had lingered on pretending to watch the television or picking out some food from the refrigerator when she knew someone in the house was talking with her husband on the phone. So many times, she wanted to pick the phone and dial his number, to apologize and beg him to come home. But she chickened out, afr
