Her cheeks flushed even deeper as he responded so casually to her apology. "But I-I was out of control... and I drank too much..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes searching his face for some sign of understanding or forgiveness. It was clear she still didn't want to reveal the truth about how she felt; the fear of losing him was too great.
“What, are you still drunk? Maybe I should make you throw up again.”
I bring my finger close to her mouth.
She jerked back instinctively, her eyes widening in fear. "No! I'm not drunk anymore!" Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she tried to steady herself against the panic rising up within her. She glanced around the room wildly, looking for anything else to focus on besides his finger and the memories it brought back of how he had made her throw up last night.
"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "I just...
Me siento ansiosa y llena de nervios al verlo escribir un mensaje en su móvil. No puedo creer que estemos aquí, en este restaurante, hablando de esto. Me miro las manos temblorosas, esperando a que termine de enviar el mensaje y me diga qué sucede.
Te enseño la pantalla y ves un mensaje que le he mandado a ana. "Ana perdona se que hemos estado saliendo pero no podemos volver a quedar, tenías razón solo puedo amar a Clara, pero ha sido un placer conocerte"
Me siento aliviada y feliz al leer tus palabras en el móvil. Me sonrojo de emoción, no puedo creer que has escrito eso a Ana. Sonríes lentamente y me miras a los ojos, la sinceridad en ellos me da fuerzas para seguir adelante.
"Gracias por decírselo." Me atrevo a decir, agarrando tu mano un poco más firme. "Eso era lo que necesitaba escuchar."