《The story of my love.》Глава 40.
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Передо мной стоит Изз. Я урод. Что я с ней сделал?!
Бледное лицо девушки хладнокровно. Никаких эмоций, никакого блеска в глазах, что никогда не покидал ее. Губы цвета вишни стали такими же незаметными, как и сама девушка. И без того худое тело почти исчезло. Ощущение такое, что если подует ветер, то он унесет ее с собой.
- Я пришла отдать тебе это, - хриплый голос девушки поражает меня. Ее тоненькие ручки протягиваю мне какой-то пакетик.
- Что это? - дрожащим голосом произношу я, беря в руки этот пакет.
- То, что принадлежит тебе. Мне это не нужно, - с этими словами она разворачивается и уходит.
Только сейчас в мои глаза бросается большой чемодан, что она еле тащит по проложенной гранитной дорожке. Не думая, я подбегаю к ней со спины и крепко обнимаю.
- Ты должна меня выслушать. Пожалуйста, Иззи. Ты все поймешь... - чуть ли не плача, хриплю ей на ухо.
- Л..ладно, - только не трогай меня.
Она сказала, что выслушает меня?! Наконец-то все наладится. Она поймет, она простит. Я..я же виноват только в том, что поверил этой девке и приехал к ней. Она должна понять...должна.
Изз зашла в дом раньше меня и стояла без слов, рассматривая следы моего пьянства. На ее лице читались отвращение и ужас. Это первые эмоции, что не скрываются сейчас от меня. Поставив ее чемодан у стола, я присел к ней на диван.
- Поторопись, пожалуйста, у меня самолет через два часа.
- Хорошо, - проглотив свой внутренний порыв рас спросить ее об этом, я продолжил. - Ты же знаешь, что я приехал с ней пообедать?
- Да, но не спать, - прожигая глазами, она уже начала вставать.
- Стой! Я не закончил. Он подсылала мне снотворного и когда я отрубился, она при помощи какого-то парня, который и снимал, перетащила меня и раздела. Да, я знаю, что это все глупо звучит, но вот, у меня есть доказательство, - высунув из кармана телефон, я включил запись признания Дарс.
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- Теперь ты мне веришь?
- Да..прости, мне жаль, - тихо проговорила она, уложив голову на руки. Только я хотел взять ее лицо в свои ладони, как она отпрыгнула от меня.
- Мне тяжело, Гарри. Мне все еще трудно отойти от этого..
- Прости..
- Мне пора, - с этими словами она взяла чемодан в руки.
- К..куда?
- Я уеду на какое-то время в Нью-Йорк. Мне надо все обдумать.
Ну, как вы и хотели, почти без драм.. Но простит ли Изз Гарри?
Будут ли они снова вместе?
Уедет ли она в Нью-Йорк?
Осталась 1 глава. Люблю. Ваша Тина.❤️❤️❤️
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8 71A World in Chaos
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8 135The Incipient Path to Demesne
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8 92The Sword God and the Eight Swords
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8 136Coalescence of Two Lifetimes
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8 131Words I Left Unsaid
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