Prologue
Moving away from her, the guy fell into a stupor. He did not understand how long it lasted when, finally, the pain let go of him, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief. An abyss reigned inside, into which all the feelings he had for her fell. What was driving them now? What a monster plunged into his heart, muffling passionate feelings. What will she do with him when she chooses another person? Will he throw it away like a piece of food to be torn to pieces by starving dogs? Or leave alone with absorbing thoughts? And yet, how long he had to stand in this room filled with pain and disappointment. A chill ran down his back.
Everything led to this. He didn't believe what was happening. He considered her a traitor. When he realized all that had just happened, the wings behind him spread out, freeing him from the burden.
"Goodbye," he whispered, heading for the exit. It was better for him to leave forever, to leave these feelings, to bury them in the depths of a deep abyss. She quickly opened her eyes and tried to get up. Her dizziness returned her to her original position, to a horizontal position. Bitter, face-burning tears ran one after another down his face. Luke paused for a split second, wondering if he would regret his decision? Bitterness seized his heart, her poison penetrated his skin, he died already.
Disappeared from her life, the moment she went to bed with another. True, that means. Opening the door, he went out and disappeared from the field of vision of the girl, in fact, this was to be expected.
Gini thought nothing. The nervous system collapsed, destroying her. She was left in a suffocating room, completely alone. Immersed in thoughts that kill her.How much she wanted to say at that moment to him, grab his hand and leave. Beg to listen to him, let him tell. Try to change everything. But, it was already too late. The pain was formed, in a coma, which was stuck in the middle of the throat. Painfully. Forces leave the body. She wanted to scream, yell at the top of her lungs, so that everyone in this gloomy city could hear her. All colorful, moments faded in one moment. It's like this guy took some of the light away from her. She'd give anything now to make this a bad dream. Falling face down into the pillow, tears would not stop from her eyes. And my heart ached, with such force that I wanted to tear it out of my chest so as not to feel all this.
- I'm sorry, - she said. - I did not want.
That was all she could say to herself. Only he won't hear. Doesn't want to. She disgusts him. And that won't change. Even if she sank down to kneel before him, the pain of betrayal would not be appeased. She made a mistake and she has to pay for it. For her, this is a lesson. Which now she will remember for a long time.