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2023-01-20 00:30:38Leonor Juice narrating:
Leonor Juice, I'm just a woman sitting on the sofa at a luxurious party, with a glass of drink in hand, with several people around me and my face closed. I get up and go to the drinks table positioned in front of the huge glass wall with a perfect view of Boston. Dinner is from my husband's company, Call Juice, a businessman and owner of one of the largest investment companies, our companionship in business is something very envied, I strongly hold his hand in every decision he makes. But I just found out that he's practically broke, that we're even about to lose our house, and that's not the problem, but the fact that I found out in the middle of this quiet party where everyone looks at me with pity, feeling the weight of my husband's immaturity who didn't even tell me what was going on: - I'm sorry Eleanor. I felt unable to say anything. – he said approaching with a desperate tone. - unable or out of time? - said in a cold way, without looking into his eyes. - Since he doesn't even touch me anymore, our marriage is falling apart because of his dirty business, but I end up being grateful that it's not just him. – Slamming the glass that was in my hands on the table in front of me, I walked away grabbing my purse. - won't take long to arrive. Shutting up, I crossed the room, stopping with my hand on the doorknob and turning around surreptitiously, seeing everyone looking at me, another look caught my attention, a tall man, with some tattoos that led me to think he was a mobster, fiddling with the collar of his white dress shirt that was transparent amid his defined muscles, with an intimidating look he faced me taking his glass to his mouth. Ignoring it but intrigued, I opened the door and left the room where we were. I took the elevator while I called a taxi, and stopped in front of the building with some difficulty balancing on my heels, after having drunk several drinks irritated. The taxi arrived quickly, and I opened the door and walked in, I turned my eyes and leaning against the wall was the mobster who faced me inside, looking at me as if he was devouring me with his eyes. His striking look couldn't get out of my head, not even when I got home, and I undressed with a glass of wine in my hands getting into the bathtub, I just wanted to be able to find a way to deal with the anger I felt at Call at that moment, it was like if the companionship had been only on my part. He's a great husband, but sometimes it seems like he wants to prove to the world that he's better than everyone else. The water covered my body and somehow, together with the wine, it calmed me down, calmed every part of me, until the sound of footsteps startled me, making me quickly get up and open the door to see what was going on, and I saw Call , standing at the door of the house and looking at me as if he was disappointed in himself: - Damn, you scared me. - he said breathlessly. - I'm sorry, I couldn't stay there and stand everyone asking me why you left like that. – he said in a rude tone. - do you swear? It couldn't have been worse than explaining to everyone how scared I was when I found out we were going bankrupt. Do you hear what it says? You're demanding that I'm always by your side, but you're hiding something that big from me. - I spoke in a calm tone, but still frustrated, as I went down the stairs wrapped in my robe.- how did you expect me to come home and tell you that from now on you can't buy a bag or a shoe a week? Call yelled as if he blamed me. - I can't believe you're saying that to me! - She said furiously. – how many times have I worried about purses and shoes? How many times have I cared about having a luxurious life? That was always your priority not my call. Enraged I went up the stairs and went back to the bathroom leaving it to be dominated by silence. I always had a simple life before Call, I never cared for luxuries, and it pissed me off that he put the blame of ambition on my shoulders when it never belonged to me. After a few minutes Call arrived in the bathroom and undressed getting into the bathtub with me, she avoided looking into his eyes, I knew that with anger the words would come out of my mouth like stabs: - Leonor... I'm sorry, I was weak and immature, I made a mistake, and I shouldn't blame you for my mistakes. You're everything to me, you know that, I'll fix everything. - No Call, we'll fix everything. Marriage is companionship, and you should know that after our five years together. - I said still with my eyes closed in the bathtub. Even though I felt hurt, and betrayed by Call, I didn't want to keep this feeling that it would be one more fault to help us fall apart, now more than ever we needed to stick together, even though he pushed me away before. Opening my eyes I looked at Call, and carefully approached her neck kissing him, I wanted us to try to recover our baths together, her hands touched my body, and I looked at him in a bold way: - Leonor… – he said while kissing him – Leonor… no… I'm not in my head today. Call said pushing me away. - today? You haven't been for months. It wasn't about wanting something more in that moment, but the fact that I felt despised by Call. That mobster's look had triggered in me the desire that my husband would look at and admire me in the same way. I felt like my marriage was falling apart with everything that was going on, it was like a rope that was climbing out of my hands but it kept hurting me to get hold of it.Related chapters
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Call Juice narrating: Taking a deep breath, I understood perfectly the irritated way that Leonor got up from the bathtub. It wasn't that he wasn't attracted to her, but he hated the fact that he felt so much attraction that he hated that he'd faltered and failed. I felt proud to have a strong woman by my side, holding my hand even in the immature decisions I made, but I hated the fact that I felt that Leonor was more capable than me, she managed to solve situations and have a broad view of the business in a way that I couldn't, and not being macho, the more I felt weak around her. As if I didn't want to accept the fact that she had all the skills I lacked to solve the problems she got me into. Leonor lay down naked on the bed and with her back to me she fell asleep quickly. She couldn't even touch her, and it tortured me to think of how she managed not to lose the roof over our heads. At nine in the morning, I prepared coffee in the kitchen in a calm way so as not to wake
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Call Juice narrating: - what? - He said amazed. - that's what you heard, one night with Leonor and I pay all the debts that led you to bankruptcy, I take more profits as your partner, and you keep her under the roof of your house. - I will not accept this... - you know, that's my proposal. - Hard said getting up from the table as he drank his last drink from the glass. - Feel free, it's on the house. He said, patting me on the shoulder and leaving. Completely intrigued, I kept thinking about the words he said to me, looking at every corner of that restaurant that had details in pure gold, I drank the glass of whiskey quickly, I felt frustrated with everything, I couldn't even continue there knowing that it would depend on the guy who asked one night with my wife: - Call, you over here? – an old businessman friend said when he found me. - It's... business lunch. - I heard about how it's growing too. I just opened another company in Poland maybe.... - Sorry,
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- you know what's crazy? – I questioned him. Drunk and with the bottle in hand – to imagine that while I cook a shitty dinner to save our relationship, you sell me because you can't take your bruised ego... - I called and said I acted on the spur of the moment.... - he said interrupting me. - shut up. You sold me out, you made that decision without even talking to me, and now I'm going to... I'm going to do what no wife does, spend a night with her partner, because of course, you don't even realize how much weight this is going to have then, just look at the side that recovers your company and will be able to tell your friends... I can't believe we're talking about this. - I'll take the couch. - Do you think I'm an immature teenager like you? It doesn't matter if we're going to sleep as far away as possible, but sharing the bed. I told him going upstairs before we broached the subject again, deep down the alcohol made me question if I was happy to be under that
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Hard narrating: When my eyes found Leonor's body and sweetness, for the first time I discovered what it was like to be jealous of something. I was jealous of their relationship, I've always been a good judge and it wasn't difficult to judge her closed face of who was a frustrated woman, I questioned myself as I saw her leave through the door of the room, how someone left a woman like her frustrated. Even if my body wanted her in contact with it, naked, and my hands wanted to roam that perfect body, that was not my intention in proposing a night with her, but knowing the other ways that made her perfect. All I wanted was to be able to sit across from her and give her another kind of excitement, to be looked at and heard like she wasn't at home. As it is not for her husband. She was beautiful, low cut, and would be the type of woman who would put her up against the wall without measuring efforts, who would enjoy that night but the incredible thing is that she would manage t
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Leonor juice narrating: Waking up in bed, I realized it was empty. Different from what I imagined, even after having spent a whole night awake, I didn't feel sleepy, and it was still nine in the morning. I went downstairs, Call wasn't home, neither was his bag of papers from the service, he had gone to work, even drunk, even without sleep, the messy sofa made me see that he had dozed off there for at least an hour, without giving a damn. the job of lying down next to me in bed, there was no coffee, no flowers, much less a note, it was our tradition, as if it were something that only belonged to us, but whenever we made a mistake, or we had a fight, to prepare coffee and a written note that had bothered us was the starting point of finding calm for a conversation. And oddly enough, it really worked, because whenever there was a note and a coffee we remembered how we respected and cared for each other in our relationship and Call came up with the idea of writing our feelings down
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Leonor narrating: - I want my job back. - She said stopping in front of my former boss's desk. - What do you mean "you want your job back"? I'd resigned in the lull of Call's false support for my writing. He convinced me to drop everything, including a proposal to New York, saying I could be more focused on myself, which I thought at the time was a good idea, but he wanted me indoors full time to answer his calls. Being with Hard made me realize that it really could be better, but focused on what I like. And it's seeing people, movements, and writing any story, except waiting for inspiration in cold love: - You know I'll never tell you no, you're the best writer in this magazine. When do you want to start? - Now. Smiling, I stayed at my table again, breathing again the nauseating smell of the air freshener was calming, with my fingers on my old notebook, I realized that I wanted to be Leonor sitting in that chair and making plans to buy bags without seeing Call complain abo
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Leonor narrating: Arriving home with my legs still shaking from what I had just discovered, I leaned behind the living room door, closing it, lowered my face looking to the floor, pressing my lips against each other and stayed silent for a few minutes, I walked putting my bag on the sofa I noticed that Call was sitting at the top of the stairs: - Hi how are you? I thought you were at the company. - Where were you? - he questioned me. - Well, I didn't want to talk about it like that anymore... I decided to go back to work at the magazine. I told Call without further ado, I knew I needed to get right to the point, that way it would be easier than saying my questionable motives earlier. - What do you mean back to the magazine? - he told me in a surprised and at the same time saddened voice, it was clear to see his desperate eyes. - The writing wasn't working out, I felt I needed to get out of that bubble of just being stuck inside the house waiting for things to work out. -S
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Call juice narrating: - Call... Call... what's going on? We've just talked, spoken our feelings, and it's just going to disappear... Ignoring the way Leonor screamed, she knew she was making mistakes once again, spoiling what had been a new beginning, but the anger blinded me in the same intensity that it deafened me. He just leaves the bathroom, putting on some clothes and going down the stairs to get the car. I knew that somehow Hard was involved with these smuggling, my instinct was strong enough to doubt myself at that moment, as I drove at high speed to his apartment, I forced myself not to question myself anymore. Knowing that nothing had happened between him and Leonor, seeing him smiling at me again made me understand that I wasn't just weak, but made me feel that I was even stronger than him. What encouraged me to be right here, right now. Banging on his apartment door: - Open that damn thing.... - I shouted euphorically. - But what's going on here? it's eleven at
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Trembling I held the cell phone still in my hands, I looked at the cars paralyzed, my mind questioning itself, not wanting to believe it: - how can you do this to me, are you crazy Leonor? Call's euphoric screams echoed, bringing a yearning to my stomach, to hear his voice, to feel the fear eating me up, the fear of the truth. Turning around, I looked into six eyes, feeling the ember of mine burning, I raised my hands, wanting to tell him something but I felt weak even to release the words, my legs bowed as I stared at him, with his pale face, reliving every moment he told me about how he did not want to be a father, feeling the weight of his silence the bitterness was eating me up: - It was important for me to talk to this man tonight Leonor.... - Call continued to shout. - How can I... How can I be such a fool, I can't believe it... It was so in front of my eyes... - I started to speak, still weak, but anger was taking over every part of me. - What are you saying Leono
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-Leonor narrating: I sat there for about fifteen minutes waiting for Call to return, thinking about all the excuses I could give him and hating myself, hating myself for having become so good at lying about Hard, and now all that desire that had been so good to be consumed had turned into a brief nightmare, I started to feel disgusted with myself when I saw the frustration stamped in Call's eyes at the moment when he was being so thoughtful by bringing me to dinner, while all I do is lie to him: -So...is everything okay with your dad? - I asked him as I saw him walking back to the table in complete frustration. -My father? - he asked as if he didn't know what he was talking about. - My father of course... okay, he had a medical appointment, he's going to need some tests. -Do you want to talk about what my friend said? I don't want there to be any misunderstanding between us. Leonor, we are starting over, I can't start over if I keep distrusting you, if I keep
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Call narrating: When he got home he was worried that he hadn't received any news from Leonor and was afraid that his mother might have said something to him. But she was sitting on the couch with a corner smile as if she was feeling light-hearted: -everything okay? - I asked her, still unsure. -Yes, everything is fine. My mother and I talked and she left, but at least a part of me feels that we are at peace now. That's good Leonor, I'm glad that you two have worked things out. What do you say we go out to dinner? Just the two of us at that restaurant you like. - I said, running my hands down your legs, wrapping a kiss around you and touching your body. - Okay, I'll put some clothes on. - She said in a more despondent tone than I expected. Leonor went upstairs to put on some clothes, I looked at her admiring her smile, thinking that everything between us was really in the same place, no Sandra, no Hard, just the two of us. Today's dinner is a great oppor
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Leonor narrating: - Call... where's Call? Speaking in an altered voice I arrived at the office of Call looking obsessively for him, I could not stop my thoughts and kept imagining all the possible causes that would have led him to send that amount to my mother. For some reason of insecurity I believed that it was not one of the best : - Calm down Mrs. Leonor... - his secretary told me. - "Calm down Mrs. Leonor"? you're playing with my face, go after him now. - Hey Leonor calm down, I'm here ... what's going on? - Call said coming up behind me putting his hands on my shoulder. - Why is everyone asking you to stay calm today?- I said in a rude tone again. - Because you're completely euphoric and screaming. Let's go to my office and talk about it, okay? - Call said in a calm tone of voice and somehow calmed me down as his hands touched mine. If he was so peaceful it couldn't be anything bad. We entered his office, I sat down in his chair and felt my legs tremblin
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Leonor narrating: With a breakfast tray and flowers by my side, I woke up in bed with a note from Call telling me how much he loved me and how willing he was to never lose me again, along with a fart of apology for going to work early. Looking at it all I smiled, running my hand over the perfectly clean sheet with the smell of fabric softener, inhaling the sweet smell of feeling at home, the pride for my home had returned, I just wanted to get out of bed and prepare an amazing lunch for my husband. It was as if peace reigned in me again, as if I was ready to start over. I went downstairs, and with the laptop open on the couch, I started looking for a new job, until I was interrupted by an email that caught my attention, Call had made a high transfer to my mother's account, sighing deep in a scare I got up from the couch running around the room, wondering why that transfer. Call narrating: As I walked through the doors of the company, I was determined to make t
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Call narrating: Leonor went upstairs to take a shower while carefully preparing the foods she liked. When we started dating, it was a kind of relationship that had nothing cliché about it, that everything was insane and in the heat of the moment, we did crazy things when we decided on the spot as if we were living intensely, we looked at other couples and realized that we had something different, we loved each other and showed it in a way. I was dominated by insecurity, every time I came home and my father was drunk, he would laugh saying how foolish I was to believe in love, to believe that Leonor was the right person and that we would live forever together, He laughed saying that he would be sitting in his armchair waiting for the day that I would arrive heartbroken, and then I would understand exactly what a man he is, sitting beside him and grabbing a glass of whiskey to drown my sorrows for having fallen in love with a woman like Leonor. That night I was so frustrated th
