Troubles In Heaven

Chapter 2: The Explanation

There was nothing in the world that Charlotte loved more than children, especially her children. Now her lap was empty, and her bed too. Since Sophie have been disjoined she has had no stable relationship.

Charlotte's been longing for something. She wants to feel again, wants to have a child again in her lap, who teaches her to walk and talk, wants all her children in her home, she wants... She wants Sophie.She knows she can't do it without Sophie.
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"Come in, the children are in the kitchen." Sophie said and gave room for the ex-wife to pass. Charlotte came in and remained looking at the ex-wife, trying to understand the expression on her face.

She waited for amazement on the part of Sophie, but unlike the woman seemed calm.
"Why don't you go say hi to the kids?" Sophie said while walking into the kitchen.
"No, I'll do it later" She said firm, contradicting her own will to see and embrace her children. "Can we go up?"
Sophie consented and ascended the spiral staircases to the second floor of the house. She was, above all, curious to hear what the ex-wife had to say to her. She opened the bedroom door and Charlotte came in.

The characteristic scent of musk perfume filled the blonde's nostrils and brought her nostalgic memories. The large room, with huge windows of glass,were with the shutters open, but the bed was still messy "typical of So" she thought.
"So, what do you mean by another child?" Sophie said sitting on the cream-colored couch that stood at the foot of the bed and Charlotte accompanied her, sitting by her side.

"Do you want to use the material from the artificial insemination bank?"
"If it didn't work out when I was younger, now also wouldn't work and besides, we use all the material." Charlotte said and could not help that sad memories of two spontaneous miscarriages come to her mind.

"So, what do you want, Charlotte?"Sophie's soft voice sprang across the room. Charlotte felt a slight irritation. "Do you have cigarettes?" Asked the blonde. "You know I always have cigarettes at hand." Sophie got up and walked over to the little closet beside her bed. She opened it, took the cigarettes and handed one to Charlotte.

From the small lighter, the warm color of the fire unfolded. She brought it to her cigarette. She remembered how always after sex both of them separated a cigarette and fell asleep in the arms of one another. But that was then. Now it's over."I understand, you already told me that." Sophie said with a certain irritation. "I just didn't understand my part in it."

"I want to adopt and I need you for that." She was direct in her words and for the first time Sophie seemed surprised. "The social worker said it might be a problem the fact that I'm single." She said and heaved the smoke of the extra fine cigarette that was smoking. "What century are we in? The problem is not because you're single, but because you are a single, middle-aged homosexual woman." Sophie used that tone when she scolded her children along in her work as an interior designer

"You mean that we ... have to get married again to have this child?" Sophie began. Charlotte shook her head. "Can not you do it with someone else?Why me?" Asked the brunette. Every time she looked in her eyes, Charlotte melted. She felt her ex-read as an open book.

"I tried with many people to be happy after you, but obvious luck does not smile, we will be married only when we prepare the adoption treaties, and then we can divide again," Charlotte explained. Sophie opened her mouth to say something, but was stopped by her ex. "I like your speeches, but not now, please."

Charlotte lifted a hand in sign that Sophie would shut up so that she could continue. "We must marry again."After silent minutes of silence on both fronts, Sophie was the one who spoke first: "Okay, I'll marry you, for the child's good." Sophie handed her hand and the two ladies shrugged.