In the darkness the neon lights of the Market illuminate the suburban street almost completely. She wearily leans on the still empty shopping cart. A voice behind her makes her turn, it’s him, and she’s not even surprised . She smiles slightly and then lowers her gaze from her long lashes, she almost seems like a young girl ready to explode with anger. She turns her back to him to enter the small grocery store, puts the shopping on the register and he quickly takes out his credit card to pay << listen I…>> she says in a whisper.
<< It’s the least I…>> She shrugs and lets him do it, but avoids looking at him, that look, that perfume and the unbuttoned shirt irritate her and not a little << damn! >> she says while he looks at her smiling. <> he replies instead, in a polite tone, She shakes her head, a cascade of blond curls framing a perfect face.
Once home he puts the groceries on the large table of the piano bar << the children?>> he then asks but without turning around << they’re sleeping>> she replies, in a neutral tone. Their children, the fruits of an impossible love. He takes her in his arms, suddenly she raises her eyebrows but does not pull away. Their bodies recognize each other, he holds her close, as if they had never left each other … << home … >> she whispers … << yes ..>> he says << nothing will ever change this >> and passion overwhelms them once again, now as then. Not a whisper, not a word, eyes in eyes looking at each other in that moment of unwanted love and as she looks at him she murmurs << stay … don’t go away … >> The next morning a message on the phone, a photo that portrays the young female figure delicately leaning on an empty shopping cart, while a neon light illuminates her face like a caress …
See … it’s called a dream …
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Outfit :
Jojo Top ( Hoodie Cardigan Included – Black ) – by Lunar
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Body Parts :
Aero Hair by Stealthic
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Mainstore :
Cinzia Barzane Fasshion & Art 