• We sat there on the kitchen floor for what seemed ages, being half naked with one arm around her shoulder, as she slowly recovered from the trembles that had been hidden for quite some time, since I couldn’t remember if she ever told me before, like stated.
    I caressed her head softly, kissing it gently, looking out through the void of my eyes far off somewhere.
    “Felicia, how have you been carrying this load? Is there anyone else with you…well, us...?”
    She moved forward a bit, looking back at me, but down, as if avoiding eye contact.
    “Yes, there are a few who believed me, and a few more who believed me after surviving the blackout, as we call it.”
    “Hey, what’s wrong? I know everything is upside down in the world, but something’s bothering you right now, right?”
    She opened her mouth, hesitating to answer.
    “Oddyr…do you like me?”
    “I was caught off guard with the question, leaving me with a baffled expression I suppose, since she looked at me and her face somewhat became sad.
    “Felicia, you’re a beautiful girl, and I like you…I really do. You’ve taken care of me even with all these ‘moments’ that I forget everything…”
    “So then why are you hesitating?” She replied, with grief choking her voice.
    I sighed…I just couldn’t forget Helen.
    “I’m sorry, I can’t give it to you.”
    “Every time I ask, you answer the same, and some time later you give up…every time” she said, between sobs and tears.
    I felt so heartbroken, I wished I could love her like she deserved, give her all what she wanted; it’s really hard to even fathom how harsh my word might seem to be, even on repeat.
    “I’ll stay with you, even if you like someone else…” and the girl stood up, wary, then trudging out through the doorway.
    I got up, trying to get my emotions straight, looking out the stained windows.
    The feeling I got out of it, the despair, the frustration, but also the love she’d shown me through that glance of her eyes.
    “Here” an ...
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