Zoe arrived home very late. I felt how she got in bed and kissed me, but I didn´t move. When I woke up I was still angry with her and I wanted an explanation so I asked her about it.
-I noticed the change you have done with my pictures -I said, quite annoyed- What was that for?
-Well, as you are with me now, I think you shouldn´t have other women´s pictures, that´s all.
Something inside of me exploded, and I started shouting at her.
-Other women? You know who that is? That´s Ziva! One of the most important people in my life. We have worked together for eight years and we have been through a lot. So don´t tell me that “I shouldn´t have other women´s pictures”, because she totally deserves to be there!
I felt relieved after saying that. I thought that Zoe would understand, but she didn´t.
-So she is very dear to you, right? I think I am too, and I see no pictures of me in your apartment. I know that you care about her but she´s gone, okay? She abandoned you, Ziva´ll never return! Get over it! -she said-
I couldn´t believe what she was saying. I didn´t know what to say, but Zoe kept talking.
-I´ll give you one last chance to fix this Tony, choose between us. Ziva or me.
I was shocked because of how that question made me feel. I then realized that I was still in love with Ziva and that I was with Zoe not to feel alone. But I didn´t love her. Although I thought this, what she said made me think. She was right in the fact that Ziva could never return, and that broke my heart. The only woman that I truly loved in my life, was thousands of kilometers away and I couldn´t do nothing but remember her. I forced myself to be realistic (and to lie).
-You are right Zoe, I´m sorry. I don´t know why I said that. You know that ZIva is special for me, but now that we are together, you are more.
I didn´t sound convincing enough but Zoe forgave me.
-It´s okay honey, everybody has a bad moment. I know that I´m way more special than she is.
I swallowed what I really wanted to say and nodded. She kissed me and went to make breakfast. I tried to be polite and to look happy but I was about to explote. To show her that she was my “favorite”, she made me remove Ziva´s pictures. I obeyed and I told her that I would trow them away, but I carried them to the office instead. If I couldn´t have Ziva´s pictures at home, I would have them at work.
