My insane obsession

Part 3

That day René went to Montreal and would stay there all day, holed up in meetings. I went to the chalet in the mountains. I just warned an employee who was leaving without giving any satisfactions.

By bad luck, while I was there, a snowstorm hit the city, leaving us without telephone communication. 

René, aware that the snowstorm would come, canceled the last meetings and as a precaution he returned home early. Of course, he despaired when he didn't see me at home. Even more nervous he was when no one knew where I was and he was unable to communicate with me. 

Many hours passed before I was able to return home. When I arrived, René was in bed, being seen by a doctor. He had very high blood pressure and tachycardia. He almost suffered a heart attack. In that moment I realized what I had done. I could have killed my husband. And as much as I loved Garou, I couldn't be responsible for René's illness.

End of February 2000. Breaking up with Garou was the greatest suffering I have ever had. I've never felt so bad. But it was the right thing to do, no matter how much we both suffered, we could overcome it. René already had something much more delicate at risk, his own life.

I don't know what Garou did over the next three months. He tried to reach me in many ways, but I always managed to escape. I declared to René that the rehearsals with Garou were finished and that I would only meet him now in the studio for the recording of the song, in August.

For my part, I did what I could. I was a recluse at home and focused on my biggest purpose: having a child. This goal would keep my mind busy and free from other thoughts. I started hormone treatment and within a few weeks I started having my eggs collected in the laboratory every month during the ovulatory period. I just wouldn't have eggs collected in the last month of treatment, the week in which IVF would be done. And that's what I focused on: saving my marriage and having my baby.

End of May. Last consultation before fertilization. According to the doctor everything was fine. In two days we would do the long-awaited procedure.

As we left the office, René asked me if I would mind accompanying him to the production company for a few moments. He needed to sign some documents, quick thing and then we would have an afternoon off together, finally.

When we arrived at the building I decided not to get out of the car, as he had assured me it was a quick thing. But it was not. He started taking a long time and I decided to go after him to find out why the delay was taking, if it was going to take a long time. But it was the worst decision I could have made.

As soon as I got off the elevator on the floor of René's office, I run into Garou. He's already come towards me.

G: - Hi Céline, let's talk?

C: - Not here, Garou. - I spoke between my teeth.

G: - Come here. - He put his hand behind my back and led me to an empty room.....

C: - Are you crazy? René is on this floor!

G: - I know. I just talked to him. Don't worry he is entertained there with two other entrepreneurs.

C: - What do you want?

G: - I want to talk. I want to talk to you for real. We barely talked the last time we met. You just put your point of view to end our relationship and I had to accept it. I was so astonished that I couldn't even say everything I wanted to say.

C: - Nothing you can talk about will change my decision. What's done is done.

G: - You have to listen to me. You have to hear how I feel. What I think. I have that right, don't I?

C: - Garou ... no ... why are you going to humble yourself? I don't want you to do this to you.

G: - I love you so much, Céline. I would do anything for you. Loving is not humiliation, Céline. Or do you think it is? Is that what you're afraid of? To feel inferior for a feeling? Not having control of the situation in your hands? To be a hostage?

C: - I'm not afraid of anything, Garou. Stop silly talk. Let me go.

He grabbed me and threw me against the wall. He put an arm over my shoulder, next to my head, resting his hand on the wall. He looked at me closely. And he started to run a hand under my skirt, squeezing between my thighs, going up to my panties, pressing her fingers against my pussy and he stuck to me.

G: - Go. But first say in my face that you don't love me. It's simple says, "I don't love you".

C: - I can't say that, and you know. You know I love you.And then we kissed. Dead of longing. Dead from each other's need.

We heard a noise in the hall, so we left each other's arms.

We agreed to talk. I would let him tell me what he had to say, so he left the room. 

I went to talk to René. Of course, he got stuck in the chores and wouldn't come home with me anymore.

R: - Ask one of the company's drivers to take you home, dear. I'm sorry.

C: - Of course, René, no problem.

I didn't even need a driver. I left the production company in the car with Garou straight to his apartment.

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