Alejandro
Katerina’s eyes are wide against me as she studies me with an intense gaze. I realise this is a scene we probably shouldn’t be doing here, but I am too exhausted to focus. The last few days have been an emotional roller coaster and I’ve been out of my mind from the moment she left earlier.
And here she is right now, not saying a word, confirming this way what I feared - that with my stubbornness I managed to push her away. That she’d never understand my reasons and one way or the other, she’d never want to be with me again.
This is what made me stay away from the house today, because in the state I was once I realised she wasn’t coming back, I was not to be trusted I wouldn’t do or say something stupid. like some wounded animal who doesn’t know better than to attack every time
