"I loved you, Eva Farlow, I loved you. And I guess you never loved me..."
In the evening, the whole family gathered for dinner.
"Eve, how long are you staying?" my sister Martha asked.
— I'm not sure yet. About a month, " I said, smiling.
— What are you going to do now?" I mean, you don't have any rental space for your own store anymore, do you? father asked.
— I'll be looking for a job when I get back to London." Well, if I'm unlucky, you'll take me back, won't you? I looked at mom and dad in turn.
They answered almost in unison:
— Certainly.
After dinner, I went out to the backyard and sat on the swing. Not a minute passed that I didn't remember my conversation with Roger. I tried to find an excuse for this man, but I couldn't. I was possessive, so I didn't want to put up with him sleeping with someone, even if we weren't in a relationship. Exhaling sadly, I looked up at the sky. The sun was almost down, and it was getting colder.
She heard soft footsteps behind her and turned to see her mother holding a blanket.
"Wrap yourself up, it's getting chilly," she said, holding out the blanket.
I smiled and did as I was told.
"Eve, I can see that you have something on your mind besides work. Tell me. We've never had secrets from each other, " she said, and sat down beside me.
— You know, I thought that nobody will like after the death of Rick, but I met Roger, and he betrayed me, decided to answer after a long silence, — I it is unbearably painful to remember those wonderful moments with Rick, but, apparently, no better I never will be.
— Do you still love him?" mom asked.
— He for me always will remain an ideal guy, such more there is no.
And Roger? What kind of betrayal are you talking about? Who was he, anyway?
- Famous drummer. Any girl wants to be at least for a moment with him. When we met, I didn't know who he was, at first I ignored him. And then I went to his concert at the club and ended up in the hospital. And in this time Rog was with the other, - quietly told I, trying to not to cry.
— Did you talk to him about it?" mother asked.
— Yeah. He says he loves me, that he'll change, but I don't believe him.…
My mother sat for a long time thinking about what I had told her.
"Eve, you have to look at what he does. If Roger really loves you, he'll be in your life more than once. Do you feel something for him?
I think so.…
Mom got up and kissed me on the forehead and left.
I woke up early the next morning and decided to go to Rick's cemetery. As I walked, I thought back to the terrible day I'd learned of his death. Guy hit a tree on his motorcycle. Brakes failed. I was nineteen years old. We dreamed that we would live together, that we would have a happy and big family, but this did not happen.
I'd been in mourning for a year or so, and I'd even tried to kill myself a couple of times, but after I moved to London I felt better. I met Emma and Jim, and I opened my own flower shop.
Half an hour later, I was at the grave of a former lover. I dusted off the picture and sat down on the grass to tell Rick about my life. Could he hear me?
Last night. London.
Rosalie was sitting by the fire drinking tea. She waited for her brother to Wake up and go to eve. After sitting so long enough, she decided to Wake his brother.
"Wake up, we have to go," she said as she entered Roger's bedroom.
"Where?" "what?" he whispered sleepily.
"One guess." I'm worried about Eva's condition. I need to visit her, and you're coming with me.
As soon as the drummer heard the answer, he jumped out of bed and answered:
- Come on, just give me half an hour.
Rosalie closed the door and went into the living room.
Roger showered and went down to his sister's room. He was wearing black trousers and a dark blue shirt, the top buttons of which were undone. His blond hair, which fell to his shoulders, was unusually thick and voluminous. It was his mother's hair. A couple of times he was mistaken for a girl because of the thick hair and lush doll eyelashes. The smell of expensive perfume immediately reached Rosalie, she realized that the guy decided to knock eve on the spot with his appearance.
"We'll take my car," he said, and went out into the yard.
Twenty minutes later, the siblings were outside Emma and eve's apartment. Roger was visibly nervous. Rosalie knocked on the door and waited for one of the girls to come out to greet them.
The door opened, and on the threshold of teetered Emma:
— Hi. Isn't Eva with you?" "what is it?" she asked at once.
"Hey," Roger said, " why does she have to be with us?"
Emma invited the guests inside and said:
— It's just that she wasn't here after you talked to her, and I thought you'd gone away together."
Roger looked at Rosalie.
"They had a fight, we didn't have eve," his sister said.
Emma was startled and began to Flex her fingers nervously.
"Then where is she?" I do not understand.
"Eve's been gone more than twenty-four hours, and you thought she was with me?" - trying not to get excited, asked drummer, - Perfectly! I'm shocked.
"Did you call her?" Rosalie said.
— Yeah. Phone's off. What if something happened? Emma began to panic.
"Call that jackass Jim, see if he knows anything," said Rog, unknowingly.
Emma dialed the number of a friend and told him everything, but the guy did not know where Eva had gone.
It is only after the coma, and you never know she was somewhere bad? We need to put out a Bolo! Rosalie cried.
Thank you for attention!
The story continues...