What am I going to do now? I can't just let it pass. Willy is alive! He's been locked by David. David made it seem like it was, that he was dead. He made all the arrangements. But why? Why would he do such a fell thing? I really don't get it at all. This is all too much for one day.
First Mariela comes over to tell that she's gonna do the whole plan and that she don't give a damn about what her actions can cause, now this comes at the best time in my life.
If only you would have gotten out sooner Willy. If only so was done, I wouldn't be in this mess. Right at the time I feel its time to let go, you come from the dead. Life would have been a lot better than now, than what was so. What am I to do? All my feelings bursting out of me like a game of fireworks in display for a fourth of July. Why now? Why by just seeing Willy I feel such an intense desire to be with him, to be with the one that made my soul hurt. Why?
How am I to explain this to William, my dear son what, how will you take this new challenge? I can only protect you so much, but as much as I don't want to hurt you, you will have to know this terrible, yet so glorious truth.
I'm still not accepting the fact that this is all happening to me. It's just simply not fair!
This is all too much. I really need a drink. I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of red wine. The bottle was so cold I just had to drink it all so I poured it into my wine glass and took a seat in the office.
I placed the bottle right in the middle of the desk and looked at the wedding pictures which David had hanged all over the wall. Right on the office chair I stayed and placed my feet on the desk.
Glass after glass I drank. It burned my throat as it went down but it felt so good. Unable to accept this reality, I drank until there was no more wine left in the bottle. It made me sad that it was soon over. Some time by now David and William will be back home.
