Treat you better

Part 36 - Love and grief

Rosaly

Rosaly returned home after her school day and observed the movement in the streets. There were many more people out of the house at that time, now that winter had gone away giving way to the color of spring, they seemed happier, their faces less pale, and they also seemed more willing to exercise, because she could see several bicycles through the park, people running, walking with their dogs, and Rosaly felt incredibly normal, participating in life outside of her apartment, without hiding in every corner, for fear of what or who she would meet along the way, but now it was as if all fears had disappeared and he could finally feel life as it was.

Yet she knew that Caio was still searching for her. She had not for a minute been wrong in thinking that he had given up, but the truth was that she no longer thought about it so much. Caio seemed so far removed from her reality now, that she could hardly remember his face.

Her days were filled with work and her nights with Shawn. They lived the life of almost a couple, for he had practically moved into her apartment, slept with her almost every night, and spent the weekends all their time together.

Living with Shawn was so easy. He was organized, helpful, and great company. Although he was used to the good things in life, he wasn't fussy at all, and within a short time had adapted to Rosaly's simple life, and seemed completely at ease in that small apartment that had become a haven of love for both of them.

Now that classes had resumed, Shawn would take her to school every day, and pick her up at the dance studio at night, because as the tour period was approaching, he would spend the day in the studio rehearsing, and they couldn't meet until after nine at night.And that was the moment Rosaly liked the most, because they prepared dinner together, then sat down to watch a movie, and slept hugging until the morning.

Rosaly had gotten used to landing Shawn nearby, waking up with him grabbing her waist, and having him at the table for breakfast. His presence had taken over her apartment, and his smell was everywhere, even on his pillow Shawn had left his mark. On some nights, when he couldn't be with her, Rosaly slept hugging on his pillow, so she had the false illusion that he was there.

She smiled as she remembered those moments, then turned those thoughts away and turned the street corner that led to her apartment, There was a bakery a meter from the corner where Rosaly made her usual stop to. buy the chocolate croissants that Shawn loved. Soon, she left the bakery and walked to her apartment, which was a few feet away.

As soon as she entered, she went to the kitchen to prepare her lunch. She made a simple salad and grilled meat. She wasn't very hungry that day. After lunch, she lay down on the couch to rest for a while, and was almost taking a nap when she heard the bell ring. Who could it be at that hour? She wasn't expecting anyone. She opened the door a little afraid, that was a feeling she couldn't get rid of. Whenever someone knocked on her door she felt her heart squeeze as if she sensed some danger, but until now her fears had only been a figment of my imagination.

She opened the door and was surprised to see Lexy with her arms folded, looking at her questioningly.

- Aren't you gonna invite me in? - She asked without smiling.

- Sure, be my guest. - Rosaly answered a little unsavory.

Lexy sat down in the first seat she could find, and then asked in a somewhat harsh voice:

- What's this about you quitting? You never told me you intended to quit your job at the Weekend.

- Didn't John explain what happened?

- Not exactly. The only thing he told me was that you weren't happy with your work anymore, so you quit. I didn't actually believe that story, but you know John, getting something out of him is like trying to get milk from stone. So I decided to come down here and find out my own version of what happened. - Rosaly sighed and said half disgustingly: