Just Ten Million Seconds

Confess

Sarah reappeared and Biscuit sat beside her.

"Fine, I'll tell you everything," began Sarah. "I miscarriage. Yeah, right, I lost our baby, are you satisfied? You said you don't want to have a baby with me. Oh, I know you said ‘later', but I know you actually wanted to say 'don't want'. You could not be contacted at all at that time, what were you doing at that time? Oh my God, my heart ached.”

“I had a nightmare when you went to Cordoba 3 with the excuse of work and the nightmare
continued, it got worse when you came back. No smiles, no hugs. There's not even a question about how I’m doing, what did I do while you disappeared for two weeks. Yes, disappeared. I decided to go to a psychiatrist.

When the nightmare turned worse I got sick, and decided not to tell you. I went to the hospital alone and found that I had to be hospitalized for at least one day. I told Tanya and her boyfriend who were also there, don't say that I was there, being hospitalized. When I got home I had to ‘tie’ myself, prevent myself from running around hugging you, kissing you, telling you that I am happy that you are back. That I miss you so much, miss us.

“Then ... When I heard it was an accident, I immediately ran to the hospital. It literally ran eight kilometers, no shoes or sandals, just socks. I stood waiting for you opposite the door where you were checked. I stood waiting for two hours. The nurse who passed by told me to immediately treat my leg which I just realized was injured, quite a lot of blood came out and it turned out to be littered the white floors of hospitals everywhere. I didn't feel the pain, I just felt the sting of pain, worse pain when a woman, who I know is your wife, came along with you out of the room.

She is the one you hug, you embrace. I, who ran from house to hospital for eight kilometers, wounded and bleeding, and stood for two hours you ignore. I don't even know if you were aware of my presence, even thought I would and must be there, so crazy with worry at the thought of your condition. I try to be positive, hang on and don't get hurt."

“However, the pain in my heart didn't go away. I cried and cried without a sound, I think Biscuit also cried sorry to see my destruction. I ordered a program in our house, I mean yours, to deliver Biscuit to the hotel where I was staying. I think I have a fever, and you're not looking for me.
Biscuits helped me untie the ropes that held my hands, feet, and body. Looks like I passed out in the bathroom, and you still haven't looking for me. About the ropes, which the system helped me, it's so I won't run to the house and hug you."