Chapter 13
1280 Wouchers
Antonio’s. He got drunk at a party. Will you come and get him?”
“I’m busy!” I hung up. A fit of sadness seized my heart.
I remembered how the back of Antonio’s figure looked when he left. He seemed exhausted.
I put on my jacket. Before I knew it, I’d come to the party venue.
The door to the villa was open.
I stood at the door and didn’t go in.
Antonio was indeed drunk, sprawling against the couch in an ungainly way..
In front of him stood a pregnant girl.
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I was the only exception. Everyone present fell silent.
The air in the room became suffocating. Antonio said nothing.
Slowly, he stood up, grabbed his clothes, and followed Amber without a word.
They left together.
Hiding in a corner of the wall, I watched them and laughed.
Once, I thought I was special to Antonio.
I followed their cab to a high–end apartment complex.
Antonio got out of the cab and went upstairs with Amber.
In the middle of the towering building, one room lit up.
I waited in the car all night. Antonio didn’t come downstairs.
At 7 a.m. the next morning, Antonio entered the building again with bread.
Looking at the back of his familiar figure, I felt a sense of loss.
Perhaps that was my cue to leave. It was time to end it.
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