Begin Again

CHAPTER 27

After a very quiet talk we arrive at the beach. I thought that this was the perfect place. No one would see us here and it is also the only place in the world that I am so comfortable.

 I step out of the car and make my way towards the usual spot. I sit down and after a few minutes I can hear him coming. He takes a sit next to me.

-So...why here?

-Don't you like it?

-I do.

-It is my favorite place and I thought that we could talk here without anyone interrupting.

-Okay. Where do I start? I thought about this moment for months and now I don't know where to begin.

He says and I turn around to face him.

-Why don't you start from where you left it of the other day. You said that someone else is the reason that this happened. That someone made Jess to... you know.

-I don't know who it is. But it must have been someone who a. knew about us and b. had a motive to do it.

-I can't think of anyone. Look. Maybe Jess was so drunk that she didn't know what she was talking about. It's a dead end. There is nothing...

-Don't tell me that there is nothing! Someone did this. I lost you because of someone. And the worst part of all this is that I can see how you look at me.

-How do I look at you?

-Like you hate me. I can't bear that.

-There is nothing we can do. You have to let it go.

-I can't.

-Maybe you haven't tried enough. We should move on. Both of us.

-Apparently for you is easier.

He says and I can't understand what he is talking about.

-Don't try to look confused Anne. I know that there is someone else.

He says catching me off guard. How?

-How do you know?

-Tom. He told me.

-He shouldn't have.

I tell him feel embarrassed for no reason at all.

He has his head towards the sea and he doesn't even look at me. I place my hand on his shoulder and he turns to look at me.

-How is he?

-What do you mean?

I ask him confused.

-Tell me about him.

-Why?

-I want to know. Is he treating you well?

-Alex... He is...very nice and kind. We love the same things but we are also very different. He takes care of me...

-What else?

-There is nothing else.

-There is. Tell me... How does it feel being with him? Does it feel better?

-Why are you doing this to me? And why are you doing this to yourself?

-Okay don't tell me... Just one more thing. If we hadn't broke up would you leave? Would you go to England?

-I would.

-You answered too quickly. Think about it.

-You have no idea how much thought I have put into it. I was thinking about it for days. But the answer is yes. I would have. Because even if this wouldn't have happened between us there were so many other reasons why I had to leave.