Chapter 3

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Lou takes a deep breath... "Dear, would you like to explain?" she ignores him, crosses her arms and swallows her tears because she is tired of crying, tired of feeling sorry for herself, tired of watching how her own family plays against her, how even her mother helped to ambush her, sick of crying for a life that could have been but a man 'in love' snatched it away. Tired of hearing that fucking 'dear' that was the main reason she blocked his number; she is sick of him calling her that. That's how his father calls her mom and that comparison is disgusting enough.

"You know how embarrassing was to find out in front of your mom that you had blocked my number? That you had scape from me? She apologized a million times for your behavior and tried to fix it by making us meet tonight."

"You mean ambush me." She mumbles.

"Dear..."

"For once in your fucking life stop calling me 'dear' I'm not your dear, you destroyed my life and now you come here pretending that nothing has happened."

"Destroyed your life?"

"Yes!!! YES!!! I WAAAAAS happy. WAS! Past sentence, I had everything and my plans were going right as I had planned them. But then you came with your proposal and ruin everything!!!" His face doesn't reveal indignation but surprise and confusion.

"How..." he starts but she interrupts him.

"My career, my freedom, my life, you stole it all that from me, it wasn't enough from you to just fool around? we even could have had sex but you stopped it. You had to fuck my life." She is on full crying now and he tries to get closer and hug her better, she recoils trembling. "Don't touch me, please." She cries harder and gets in a fetal position against the wall. "Please don't touch me again, it's no fair..." she sobs. He tries again to comfort her but she shrinks more, scared. He backs off.

"Love..." He is also crying and babbling nonsense. "Dear, please..."

That makes her explode and can't hold her anymore, she stands, dry her tears and gets closer to him pushing his shoulder saying: "Don't dear me ever again, I told you!!! Why did you do it? My father took all away from me, he said that now you would be my provider, but I know that's not true because I know that what you want is a princess to show off, have lots of kids with and boast even more."

"Sam, how can you say that? I thought you loved me. We... we were friends, had great times together, we got married, we made love..."

"YOU RAPPED ME" she cries with rage, face red and arms flying in all directions, pulling at her own hair. "Y... you...you rapped me." She cries.

He sobs hurt and amazed "I did NOT do that to you Sam, you were there, you were eager..."

"Eager to end it!!!" eager to be dead!!! Eager to push you and kill you!!! You are disgusting, you took advantage of me and call it 'make it love'?... what a nerve you have."

"I'm sorry I miss understood everything, we can fix it Sam, okay?... we could..."

"WHAT?"

"Make therapy, couple therapy; take some time to talk about all of this."

"You don't get it right? I DON'T WANT YOU!!!" the words get out of her mouth and hurt, those aren't being said with that purpose but to be honest, but they still hurt.

"What do you want then?" he asks hopelessly.

"My freedom, to be who I was, to be a teenager that will graduate from medicine school at 23."

"You can keep studying Sam, I never asked you to stop it. I..."

"And to have to take your money? Ask for your permission to go out with my friends? You must remember how I lied to my father to make him give me money to go partying with my friends. You saw all the times I did that and that what you want me to do with you now? Ask for 'my hubby's' money? You are crazy if you think I'll ever do that."

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