The Elevator

Neglect

That was my original point of view, and remembering his meek reaction to Orpheus's case, I was confirmed.

Erica: You're absolutely right. Whatever you do, you know I'm going to support you.

Nadia: I know.

She smiles at me serenely full of affection. The candles went out almost on their own and we went to bed.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Orpheus: Wake up! It's late!

We're getting out of bed, so Orpheus can say it, surely the time is over. We're looking at the clock. A quarter to eight! We look at each other upset.

Erica + Nadia: Quick!

One was found changing clothes in the bathroom and the other in the room. I borrowed a change from her, mine was over. We washed our teeth at the same time, put on shoes and left outside.

Surprisingly, everyone was away from below in the building, without leaving this opportunity untapped, we ran through the streets with Orpheus following us a few meters further back walking fast. We once again gasped in the courtyard and everyone's eyes had turned on us.

I heard some laughs and some comments.

Elena: When the man is crazy...

Luckily Nadia was too far away to hear it, or we wouldn't have spared the fight plus the extra negative attention.

Gymnast: Erica, I see you're better.

With half an eye, he looks at me through!

Gymnast: You will come today.

I assured him quickly and rushed to sit on a bench. I don't have time to head that way and I hear the bell. It's okay, I'm going to sit in the room once and for all.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The day passed by writing the test I had missed from the previous time. Fortunately, we didn't have a lot of surprises today. During breaks, like every other time, we were with my best friend and we were talking.

Nadia: In the last hour, I've learned that our professor will be gone, we're going to have a lose hour.

Erica: Good.

Nadia: Do you mind if I leave early?

Erica: Not at all, I just want you to remember when I turn back to open the window and wait for me. If they're there, you know it's hard for me to do otherwise.

Nadia: Yes, of course. Don't worry at all, there's no way I'm going to forget you. I'm thinking now that we're alone, it's going to be the perfect time to talk to Dad.

That was all coming to an end. I could only imagine the relief this revelation would bring. No more secrets. It seemed like a very distant and elusive dream. I was so used to living in a world based on lies, now that would change forever.

The loving Mr. Jason and his supportive family would bring peace by giving the solution in an incredibly democratic and correct way. So I waited until this day passed with great impatience, but at the same time full confidence in the development of the case.

I'm getting out of the building. It wasn't hard to tell they were guarding the building, seeing the two police cars. My enthusiasm remained strong and my morale was high since I knew I had a sure alternative entrance.

I prepared myself psychologically for the dangerous ascent and turned my gaze to the target, the open window. It was closed. No, it's not possible! But she promised me she'd open it. Panic started to overwhelm me, first because I didn't know I could come in and later because a lot of anxious thoughts shook my mind. What happened to Nadia and didn't open the window? There's no way she'd neglect me like that!

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