Martin finally returned to Bergen and asked Anya to pick him up at the airport. They always gave each other a lift when one of them needed it. They went straight to his house and talked for hours.
- Don't ask me to be fire and ice; fire melts ice and ice puts out fire! I am like that, Martin, I could lie and tell you that I will change, that I will be a latte, that I will love on the dropper, that I will turn on a standby button in me when you need me, and every time adjust my mood to yours. No, I won't! I stayed with you these months repressed, always afraid to say what I thought, always unsure if I was pleasing you, if I was bothering you, the worst enemy of a person is to live like this, afraid of their own thoughts. I don't want to live like this anymore! I refuse!
- I just wish you
