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"Guys, new neighbors have come." Harry said then laughed and jumped on the sofa. He looked at Max the dog and yelled as he hugged him, "Oh, I missed you baby boy."
Michael looked at Harry, "Who came to the neighborhood?"
Michael asked and Harry looked at him and replied, "Old woman and young girl. Oh, and she is beautiful too." Harry laughed and The guys laughed with him.
"Where do they live?" Michael asked, not bothering to look at them. Harry stood up and picked up a beer from Michael's hand and drank it "in an old house near the high road."
Michael stood in disbelief. Is she really back or is it just an illusion!!
"Take back to me what you said again." Michael asked, his eyes sparkling with love.
That light that illuminates the eyes of lovers. He extinguished the flame of his love years ago, when he lost faith in her coming back again. Or so he thought, what is happening in his heart now proves to him that the flame of his love has never been extinguished.
Harry looked at the guys and everyone shook their heads, expressing that they didn't understand what was going on with Michael.
"Come on, tell me what you said." Michael asked again and Harry took the bottle out of his mouth and looked at Michael
"I said they came and dwelt in the old house which is near the high road."
Michael smiled then fell silent and then smiled again and started laughing like crazy, he hugged Harry and yelled, "Oh my friend. You are the best."
Harry pushed him and asked, "What's wrong with you, man?"
Michael didn't care and ran out of the abandoned building towards that house, and his heart preceded him.
He saw from afar the furniture carriage transporting things into the house, he looked at the window of her room and saw her standing in front of him and looking at the carriage.
His heart beat so hard when he saw her, He even felt that his heart was going to stop.
He took a step, a smile on his face, but the sound of the necklaces he was wearing, which sounded when he moved, made him fall back again.
Grief appeared on his face as he watched her from afar, wishing.
Time passed and the sun grabbed her dress and began to leave the page of the sky.
The men finished moving the furniture, got into the carriage, and left. The grandmother entered the house, and the beloved closed the window.
Michael didn't feel the time contemplating her. She have changed!! She have grown up and become a beautiful young woman.
He wishes she hadn't left, if she had stayed in that house and aged it with memories. but it is a wishes.
He returned to his home and grief owned his heart harshly. How will he meet her? Did she remember him? What if she asked him what he did all those years? What will he tell her? He is fool and live in the past.
He doesn't want to meet his friends today, he wants to sleep and she's the last person he saw.
He got out of the toilet and looked in the mirror, maybe he could see her!! Maybe she remembers him. Why did he decide that she had forgotten him without experiencing him?
"I'm just an idiot coward." He pulled his hair and screamed loudly, then fell body onto the bed. Why is he afraid to see her? But the answer came from him in the next second, "I'm afraid she will hate the current Michael and she will hate the old Michael too and forget me forever."
He sat on the bed and grabbed a strand of his hair and started pulling it while thinking until the solution came. He whispered straying away, "What if she doesn't see the current Michael? She won't hate me right!!"
He was silent for a few seconds and then shouted, "Yes, that's the solution.”
He jumped off the bed and started fiddling with his clothes, looking for the best among them. “Yeah, just no necklaces or other weird stuff. No beer, no cigarettes. And most importantly, there is no thug Michael Montero.”
He wore black pants and a white T-shirt with a black leather jacket over it, trying as much as possible to hide his stupid tattoos. That he painted long ago.
He took off the lenses, put on the glasses, and so on, it is Michael Monteiro, her old friend now.
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