When the moon met the sun (ENGLISH VERSION)

-18- DREAM

- TOM'S POV -

I struggle to open my eyes. The light in the room almost blinds me.

As my pupils adjust, I see a brunette on the edge of my bed.

She was there, at my side.

She turns to me when she feels me move.

Her brown eyes meet mine. We stay silent for a long time.

I can't really look her in the eye anymore. My gaze can't find a fixed point in the depths of hers.

Blaire
- Tom...

Her voice echoes in my ears. A vibration I never thought I'd feel again. Her soft voice caressing my eardrums.

Blaire
- You scared the hell out of me...

I straighten up slightly, finding two points of support on my hands.

Blaire
- What happened?

I swallow, finally managing to speak again.

Tom
- I don't know, I just... I just...

I couldn't explain myself what had really happened.

This pain in my chest. I'd never felt such pain.

Blaire
- you just ?
she repeats.

I put my eyes on her face. Her beautiful face. She was so beautiful. She was always beautiful.

Tom
- I don't know how to explain it...

I almost whisper this sentence, as if ashamed of it.

She sighs, moving slightly closer to me.

As if her soul were embracing mine.

Blaire
- I'm sorry about last time... I was angry, I was confused. I didn't know how to react. I didn't even give you time to explain.

Of course you did. You'd just been told that the man you loved had murdered your father. How else could she have reacted? Short of killing myself, I couldn't think of anything else.

Tom
- I'm sorry I never told you. For keeping this secret, this crime, deep inside me.

She stares at the ground as she drinks in my words.

Tom
- I tried to tell you, Blaire. I promise, and not just once. But I had this lump in my throat, these doubts and...

Blaire
- Remorse?

I raise my gaze to her face.
- Remorse...

She'd put the right word to what I was feeling.

Tom
- I was so afraid of losing you, Blaire.

I see her take deeper breaths as her hand rests on the mattress next to mine.

Tom
- I know my act is unforgivable, and that my words won't change the way you see me now. As a murderer.

I stop talking for a moment.
- Like a criminal.

I finally resume.

Her pupils turn to my face. I see her eyes fill with tears.

Tears of sadness? Tears of pain? Tears of anger? I can't tell. I can't tell. But these tears are the biggest wound my heart could have.

Neither of us speaks.