Pyotr " Where are you taking me? " Mary asked, as I drove away." Somewhere you'll like.”I had been doing a good job of keeping us busy during our honeymoon. It was our fourth day on the island, and I got her out of the hotel right after breakfast.My strategy to stay away from my wife was working, on the second day I took her snorkeling and yesterday I took her sailing around the island.By the end of the day, Mary was exhausted, willing only to take a shower and sleep. This put me in control. If it were up to me, this situation would never happen again, not for lack of desire on my part.My feelings for Marianne prevented me from seeing what had happened the way she did, just sex. I wanted her completely, and if I can't have her in that way, it's best to keep my distance." I'd like it better if I knew where we were going," she pondered." Are you always so anxious? " I gave her an amused look." I'm not anxious," she nudged me." It's not what I see," I laughed." We stopped by h
MaryPyotr and I were sitting on the hotel terrace, watching the sunset. That was our last night on the island, we were leaving for New York in the morning, and we were enjoying our last moments there.During the honeymoon I discovered that Peter aroused feelings in me that I had never imagined. He makes me laugh, he makes me shiver, he makes me feel extraordinary. In the last few months, I had been getting to know a part of him that no one else knew. The way he likes to take care of people, how he is always willing to help, how he pays attention to things I say, and how his sense of humor is unique, and always willing to laugh at my silliness. All these qualities make me not want to stay away from him anymore. And that worried me. " Peter.”" Yes, Mary," he answered, watching the sun hide behind the Pitons." May I ask you a question? " I took a sip of the Sunrise Tequila I was holding." Sure.”" It's personal," I warned." No problem." He looked at me curiously." If you don't wan
MaryI found the room a little strange, the bed, the sounds, and especially the fact that it was empty, but tiredness overcame me, leading me to a heavy sleep." Mary " I heard Pyotr's voice bringing me back to consciousness." Go away," I groaned, "Let me sleep.”" You have to wake up," he insisted, shaking me." What did I tell you about waking me at dawn, Peter? " I put the pillow over my head."Mary, it's morning already "He took a deep breath “ If you don't get up now, we're going to be late.”" Do we have to work today? " I groaned, opening my eyes and staring at the fully dressed Russian. How can he be ready already?" We had ten days off," he smiled, "We have a long day ahead of us, so you'd better hurry.”" Why is she here? " I was surprised to see Libby lying on the bed beside me, watching us intently." You must have left your door open. I'll wait for you downstairs, we're leaving in twenty minutes." Twenty minutes? " I jumped out of bed, "Do you really think I can get re
MaryWe spent our first week living together and managed to get into a routine. Pyotr and I would go to work together, have lunch together, and in the end he would always send me home because he still had something to do at the office.I hated to go home alone, but there wasn't much I could do. I started to venture a little more into the kitchen, not doing anything too complex, and sometimes it turned out to be a complete disaster, but I was managing. When Peter came home, if I wasn't too lazy, we would take Libby for a walk in Central Park, and then spend some time together, watching a movie or just talking.I loved every second that I spent with him, every silly conversation or teasing that resulted in a smile from my husband. I confess that some days I lived for that smile." Damn it, Mary," I groaned aloud in the kitchen, "you should marry him, not fall in love with him!”I was peeling some vegetables for dinner, Libby was sitting next to me paying attention to everything I did,
MaryI woke up at dawn, listening to the sound of the TV. I went downstairs to find Peter sitting on the sofa, stroking Libby's head, who was sleeping peacefully on his lap." Peter? " I called, rubbing my eyes, "It's four in the morning. You're not asleep yet?”" Sorry, did I wake you up?”" Why are you up? " I yawned, sitting down next to him “What's that, are you homesick?”I sneered when I saw that he was watching a documentary about polar bears." Very funny," he rolled his eyes, "I'm going to bed.”" But why are you awake watching this? " I insisted."I didn't notice the passing of time," he yawned." And you haven't felt sleepy until now? " I questioned worriedly. He really doesn't sleep?" Go to sleep, Mary." He made Libby jump to the floor before turning off the TV.He stood up and kissed the top of my head before going into the bedroom. I sat there not understanding anything until I heard his bedroom door close. Did I do something he didn't like?Anyway, I had lost my sleep
Pyotr I was in the office finishing up the outstanding details of the next issue of Book Review. As I had feared, the fact that I had spent so many days away because of the wedding had accumulated work. I didn't want Mary to burden herself with it, so I asked her to go home while I finished the job.Hopefully all the mess would be sorted out this week, and we could start going home together next week." What the hell! " I exclaimed as I noticed that the pen I was using had burst, making a mess in my hand.I was tired, I hadn't been able to sleep the night before, I just wanted to go home and get some rest and maybe enjoy my wife's company. I went into the bathroom to wash my hands and removed the wedding ring, placing it on the countertop, trying hard to get rid of the ink.After this, I realized that there was no point in insisting, it was better to leave everything to be sorted out on Monday and go home. I couldn't wait to meet Mary. Coming home and having her by my side was alway
Pyotr" Rozanov " I answered the phone, deciding to find out at once what Chloe wants." Pyotr, I finally got through to you " Chloe's cheerful voice reached my ear." Good morning, Chloe.”" How are you? " She asked, "It's been so long since we've spoken.”" I'm fine. How are you? " Why is she calling me after almost two years?" I'm back in the States," she explained, "I arrived last week.”" You're here to stay?”" Yes, I lost my job in Argentina and didn't have much else to do there," she answered." Did you get another job here? " I questioned. Maybe she wants some jobs." I have some interviews scheduled," she explained." Why did you call me, Chloe? " I cut to the chase." Well, I was just wondering. I wanted to see if everything was okay between us. You know, I had to leave like that," she answered blandly, "but we've always gotten along well.”" We're fine," I assured her. "I never resented you for taking the job. It was a good opportunity, you had just graduated.”" Really?
MaryI left Pyotr's office before I gave in to the temptation to hit him over the head with a desk ornament.I can't believe he's going to ask the Bitch from the park out on a date!What's his problem?I texted Allie, letting her know that I needed a drink. We hadn't had time to meet since I got back from the honeymoon, and I needed to calm down. I felt like throwing everything on my desk on the floor, or rather, going back to his office and starting a fight. I felt like... To send him back to Siberia! NO, not that.Allie looked curious, but agreed to go out with me without question. I could invite Halley to come along, but I wanted a moment alone with my best friend. I needed this.First, that blonde bitch calls him again, and how much time did he spend on the phone with her? Then there is the woman in the park. He didn't seem to have such a hectic life before we got married.A sudden urge to cry came over me, and this made my anger flare up even more. I decided to get out of there,
Mary I kept alert during dinner, but nothing different happened. Am I becoming paranoid? Do I not know my father well enough anymore? " The most awaited time has come," Omar smiled as the plates were cleared away, "time for dessert.” I frowned as a Red Velvet cake was brought to the table by a waiter my father had hired for the evening. My surprise increased even more when he handed a cake knife with a spatula to Pyotr. " What's going on? " I stammered in confusion. " I thought it was clear that this is a celebratory dinner, Marianne," my father explained as if it were obvious. “Doesn't the cake tell you anything?” " That you've lost your mind and I can have you committed and take over the publishing company? " I tried. " What do I do with this? " My husband whispered to me. " I'm sorry to disappoint you dear, but my sanity is still intact," he smiled, "but it was a good guess.” " Can someone explain it to me? " I asked. " Don't look at me," Ian shrugged, "I've just been inv
MaryThe next day was the same as the others. Breakfast, walk with Libby in the park, lunch, physical therapy. I was surprised to get a call from my dad inviting us to his house for dinner.This was strange, because he usually took us to some restaurant or something, but I decided not to argue. At the agreed time we went to my parents' house." Why the last minute invitation? " Pyotr asked " Your father usually likes to plan things in advance.”" I don't know, he must be feeling lonely," I yawned. “I just hope he doesn't try to drag us off to some opera or theater or whatever.”" I warn him, you're tired," he assured me, taking me in his arms as we reached the door to the old man's house. He climbed the steps to the front door, setting me down and supporting me so that I could take the few steps to the door and ring the bell.To my surprise, it was Ian who answered, staring at me with a nonchalant look on his face." Hey, you're standing up " he smiled." Can you support her while I
MarryWe remained silent until we were in the car going back to the apartment." I'm sorry about that, he shouldn't have brought Margot here without consulting you," Pyotr sighed." We got through it," I stared at him, "She had a chance to explain herself, and now we can move on, Peter. We have closed this chapter of our lives.”" Really?”" Pete, I told you I've forgiven you," I pointed out slowly, "Don't you think you need to do the same?”He remained silent, after a quick glance. I knew how much he blamed himself for my condition, but I didn't want him to stay with me out of guilt, but because he loved me." I'm sorry," he finally spoke up, "I... I just hate seeing you like this thing.”" And I hate being like this," I took a deep breath, "but there's not much you can do about it, is there?”" If I had told you... " He looked away." If I hadn't decided to drive at that moment," I retorted, "If I had slowed down, or if I had remembered to buckle up, who knows. If I had…”" Mary…”"
MaryI awoke feeling the warmth of Pyotr's skin enveloping me, I snuggled into his arms, as that feeling of fullness came over me once again. Every part of my life was whole again.After Peter took me to the terrace yesterday I had no doubt, he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, I could never give this up. After I had this certainty, the rest was easier.We enjoyed our evening at home, and after dinner went straight to bed. I outlined Pyotr's face with my fingertips, thinking how lucky I was to have him by my side." What time is it? " he murmured, his eyes still closed." I don't know," I kissed him softly on the lips. Hearing the protests from the other side of the door " But the kitty and Libby didn't like that they slept outside.”" They'll have to get used to it," Pyotr laughed, moving away to look for his cell phone. “I will prepare breakfast.”" If you help me get dressed, we can do it together." I sat up in bed, looking around for my clothes." Help you? Why
pyotr" Pyotr? " Denise's voice caught my attention " Can you help me a little?”" Excuse me? " I closed the door, turning towards her." She doesn't want to do the exercises," the physiotherapist explained, walking towards me. “Could you…”" Sure," I sighed, walking into the living room.Denise had moved the furniture aside, laying out a mattress on the floor. Mary was lying there, she was panting and covering her eyes with her arm. " What's the matter? " I questioned."I increased the weight on her ankles” The woman indicated as I sat down on the floor beside her." It hurts," Mary whined." How much does she need to do? " I sighed.Every time Denise introduced a new exercise, or increased the weight, I had to intervene to get Mary to do the exercises." Ten," Denise said, "Ten on each leg.”" Anne," I pulled her arm away from her eyes. " Come on, just ten.”" But…”" You can do it, моя девушка¹ " I assured her, caressing her face " Come on.Mary took a deep breath, starting to do
PyotrIt was the first week of October, Mary had started physical therapy and slowly she was allowing me to get closer.First we were able to have a conversation, then she began to allow me to help her, touch her, and finally we were back to sharing a bed.As promised, I was giving her space, and it seemed to be working. Little by little we were on our way to becoming the couple we were before." Are you ready? " I questioned Mary as I heard the ringing of the doorbell. It was almost time for her physical therapy session and she seemed a bit down today." Sure," she sighed, as I walked to the door." Is everything alright? " I frowned, interrupting my path." It's nothing," as usual, she guided her chair to the window. I hated to see her like this, but according to Denise, her physical therapist, Mary was responding well and would soon be using the walker." You know you can tell me anything, right?”" Answer the door, Pyotr," she said, "Soon Denise will give up and leave, you shoul
MaryThe sound of the door opening caught my attention. My mother stepped forward to help my husband who came in carrying some bags, Libby and the kitten that were in their transport cage." Sorry for the delay," he smiled, "I thought I'd better come by and get them both at once, I'm sure they'll miss you.”My mother took the groceries to the kitchen, while he released the two from their little prisons. It seemed like a century since that Friday when my perfect life fell apart." He's huge! " I exclaimed as I saw the kitten run towards me and jump into my lap.Libby did the same, but stopped at my feet and whined." How are you feeling? " Pyotr approached." Fine," I assured him, "Can you put her on my lap too?”" That's a start " Pyotr fulfilled my wish, while I stroked Corgi's ears and the kitten nibbled her paw." I'm going home " My mother commented as she approached me " I'll be back tomorrow, okay?”" All right " I smiled." Don't push or rush," she lowered her tone, "Just don't
MaryAfter a hellish week in that hospital, I was finally able to go home. According to Dr. Clark, the surgery was a success. Slowly the feeling in my legs was returning, although I didn't have the strength to move them, which was a bit painful.I hated going back to the apartment with Pyotr, I wanted to keep as much distance from him as possible. It was hard to have all those conflicting feelings inside me. I loved my husband, I wanted him to be around, I wanted his support. But I couldn't forget what happened. I felt anger towards him. Not for my situation, despite what everybody said, I didn't blame him for that. But I blamed him for our situation, I blamed him for feeling alone so many times, I blamed him for not being able to trust him, I blamed him for not being able to feel his touch without me remembering everything, I blamed him for having that whole fight tarnish the memory of the first time he told me he loved me.How can we get through all this?" Here we are," my mother
PyotrI went back to the apartment at night, knowing that I couldn't stay with her while she was in the ICU. I felt lost being in the apartment alone. I went to our room, deciding to take some things to the room on the second floor.It is already Tuesday and I haven't slept properly since Saturday, which means I am exhausted. But I couldn't sleep there alone. We still weren't sure about the success of the surgery, and even if it had been successful, it would take Mary a while to walk again. I fell asleep on the couch around four in the morning.Omar, Elena and I came to the conclusion that it would be better to tell her about the report only when she went to her room, so as not to disturb her recovery. I visited her in the morning, and didn't have much to do for the rest of the day until the next visiting hours, so I decided to go to the publishing company to see how things were going.As soon as the elevator doors opened, Halley stared at me in surprise. Her gaze then turned to conte