Marco ser på hende og sukker kort. Da hun rykker på sig, rejser han sig op igen. "No no no.. Forget it sweetie.. You have cried, you don't need to cook or anything.. Just tell me what is wrong " Forlanger han, inden han efterfølgende tager fat omkring hendes skuldre, og ganske blidt får hende sat op. Derefter sætter han sig selv i sofaen ved siden af hende, og lægger armen omkring hende igen. Selvfølgelig er han bekymret. Hvem ville ikke være det. Han kysser hende kort på kinden, før han ser afventende på hende. Han anede ikke hvad han skulle forvente der var galt, så han aner ikke hvad det kan være
Anastasia sukker lavt da hun hører hvad han siger. Hun ønsker ikke han skal føle at han 'skal', og at han skal kede sig. Han kom jo ikke for at høre på hendes problemer. Han kom for en hyggelig middag. Men alligevel føler hun også at hun skylder ham det. Fordi han er hendes kæreste, og man fortæller jo hinanden sådanne ting. Hun kommer op at sidde i sofaen og hun lader tæppet være over hendes ben, så hun ikke kommer til at fryse, før hendes blik lander på ham, da han sætter sig ved hendes side i sofaen. Følelsen af hans arm omkring hende gør hende nu tryg og varm. "I went shopping for the dinner tonight at the supermarket, after i took off from your office. And when i came home, Cary was standing at my doorstep..." Fortæller hun. "He had been calling me after that night where he almost kissed me, but i needed time to think. And i also thought he deserved to be left alone a little. I wasn't exactly so happy for him after that. But now he so desperatly wanted to get inside and talk to me. He said sorry, and that he would never do it again. But then he started to critizize you. If you where the right man for me, and i couldn't possibly know if you where, if i hadn't been with other men. Of course he was talking about himself. Then Jen came over at the same time, she didn't know anything about this. So she came into the conversation. Started to yell at Cary for what he did and said, cause she was on my side. Cary got mad and he left. Jen stayed for a few minuts longer, before she left too." Siger hun, før hun bider sig i underlæben. "But that's not all. You know that silver necklace i wear a lot? I wore it when we ate out. I dropped it by accident, and it broke. Wich i couldn't understand. It wasn't fragile. But when i looked at the pieces, i disscovered something inside. A tracker. I got that necklace from my adoptive mom, Monica, at my graduation. So i called her. And she told me that she put that tracker inside the necklace from the start. Because she thought that was a good idea. I know she wanted to protect me, but that is too much. That necklace really meant something to me. But for her, it wasn't a gift. It was a object to follow me wherever i went. All that time....If there was anything she could just have told me. And there is so many things she dosent tell me. It has started to get on my nerves. Especially this. That necklace was...Precious to me. But not anymore. It wasn't even ment to be a gift because she loved me. It was something so that she could follow me around. So she could sleep soundly at night... So right now we are not at speaking terms."
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