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Chapter 83: Weak Heart
was rich. A taste that she could get used in testing. It seemed familiar, yet very different. With its own flavor. Its own style. You never know how another. Always different. And this was very different. But he liked. At first he was reserved. I did not think fit so many life changes, so many new experiences. But when Fernando is the dare requested. And now, at the moment, enjoying it be glad you did.
"You like?" Fernando asked, apprehensive about the response. I was not sure why, causing a concern because they can not perceive a clear indication on the face of Leticia. Especially when it was something which did not offer her a lot. Leticia
look up the top job, and smiled, calming the nerves. "I love it."
Fernando
expression imitate him, the tension disappear from your body.
"Where did you learn to cook so rich?" Lety asked to eat another bite of the succulent dish.
Fernando smiled, embarrassed. "Well, this dish, Irmita."
"Sure! I knew that made me like that, but ... different? "Commented Leticia, frowning.
"Ah, well ... my special ingredients," he confessed Fernando, "Top secret." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his supposed specialty. "Top secret, eh?"
"Yes, but would not be special," Fernando will divulge, turning his attention to the dish I had in front.
"Special?" Leticia could have left your comment in peace, but his curiosity won him the hand. "Rev will do this dish to all who want to win?"
Fernando looked up, seriously. "No." stared at her for a moment before her smile widening. "Also, I remember that to you and win you over." Leticia
ashamed, looking down with a sheepish smile, although not entirely sure of the relationship between them. Shaken by the sudden dependence on her heart had been built with the man who had to go. Fernando
realized her discomfort, so he continued in an attempt to lighten the air. "You know? I have only shared this dish with only two women, one being you. "
Leticia looked up from his plate, panic urging a place in your body. "And the other? "
Fernando who had been playing with his food, looked up and got ready to rest your fork down before continuing. "I do not know how to tell Lety, but I have to confess that before you came into my life, and there was another woman in my heart." Leticia
gulped. I could not believe he was opening the issue now. Since he arrived, any mention of the day's events passed through the lips of Fernando. He was ignored, and that was perfectly fine, because she was not sure he wanted to talk about it yet. But the time had come, and his worst fears were coming true in front of their eyes helplessly. At that time, in his own apartment. And worse, suddenly, without warning. No encouraging words to explain, make her understand. No. He was going to confess a shot and now.
Fernando shrugged without concern. "They will have to share. Although, of course, I do not bother you Nicole. "
" Ni ... Nicole? "Air was returning to his lungs, his blood turned to move while the fog that had stopped in his mind began to clear.
"Yes, my goddaughter."
"Sure ..." Leticia was relieved to hear that, turning his attention to the food that was left at the plate, the nausea which had appeared a moment before, now is not bothersome. "The much want it?"
Fernando looked up and smiled a few times. "As a daughter."
Leticia's heart, if I could, to widen more to the affection and respect he had for the man. There was no doubt that Nicole was a very lucky girl. "Today I ask for you ..."
This, Fernando I dedicate all their attention. The fork in his hand forgotten. "Today?" Leticia
bit his tongue for having left that detail. Maybe you could blame their lack of control had to love him? She bit lower lip, the look of Fernando still on it for a response. "Yes," she finally confessed. "After work, went home to Carolina." Immediately, Leticia under the eyes, grateful that I had a plate of food to distract her.
Leticia In contrast, Fernando is left untouched, his gaze on it alone. course, went to Carolina. She needed someone to listen, to tell him things you this morning you allowed him, apparently because your past is yours alone. Asshole. "Lety, about this morning ... I did not think ..." "
" Fernando? "
Fernando, who I was nervous, stopped his words, which at the time were not consistent because neither his own mind he was clear about what that truly meant.
"We could not talk about it for now?" Leticia asked, his tone was developed by the fatigue.
Fernando smiled weakly. "Okay." Lety
thanked him looking down. The two were silent, their eyes fixed on their plates, no hungry at the moment. Not that Leticia did not want to talk about it, no. She wanted to touch the subject, but first I'd be prepared to do so. He was not afraid of what you could confess Fernando, but what that his words could mean for his weak heart.
+ + +
The sound of water cleaning the dishes of his spots bounced the middle of the kitchen walls of his apartment. His hands were cold, submerged in water while Fernando, leaned against the counter beside her, wiping Leticia what was wrong.
Silence.
was what stood between them after a night of going from top to bottom. A chaotic day that rose to glory only to then pull it down, showing the instability of happiness.
"Who was that?" Fernando asked, his voice low and husky. His eyes never coming in contact live with the woman at his side. Leticia
more
under his chin, engaged in removing a specific spot that held the plate. "Thomas."
Fernando nodded. "Work in the company." His voice indifferent, curious. Only a statement which he preferred compared to the fatal silence that settled within the four walls of the kitchen blue.
"Yes, and lives in the apartment below it." She did not know because he commented, when clearly he did not care. Perhaps because just like him, nor he liked the silence that both had built.
Twenty minutes ago, enjoying the food Fernando mainly had prepared, had protected the remaining issues, embarking on pleasant conversations. That is, until the ringing cell phone interrupted Leticia.
was Tomas. And another message. Leticia
reached his seat he had left the cell by quickly ensuring your friend via text that was fine, and that tomorrow would call it, before commenting on his apologies and proceed to complete your meal. Fernando
also had nodded before, no word out of his mouth to interrupt. Until now. And just as before, Leticia was surprised that Fernando did not try to push the issue. Leticia
was over your hands under cold water without any protective plate, when he realized that Fernando had been arrested at his job, his gaze toward the ground in front of us.
"Lety, I know you said you did not want to talk about what happened in the morning but I really wanted to talk to you, explain ..." Leticia
closed the key, wiping his hands on a towel. "I do not have to explain anything Fernando. As you well said, is part of your past, and I have it intrude, "
Fernando is only then turning to her, trying to get her to do the same. "No you do if I want to tell you what. That comment was ... stupid. He was angry, and I get even with the wrong person. I really want to tell. "Leticia
look up and study it for a moment before deciding. "Okay." It was best time ever. Moreover, thus, could clear the air between them and remove the discomfort that had recently been placed at his sides. "We go to the room?"
The two settled into the couch. Leticia opting on the side opposite of where Ferdinand had placed, seeking at least a relief to know that if the conversation came to a point that could affect, she had the convenience of not having to Fernando at his side when he passed. Fernando
realized its distance, and I respect that, just as he knew he deserved it. "Lety, I did not know that Marcia would appear. I know that's no excuse that I do not have said anything about it, but I swear I would have done if she has not appeared. You have to believe me. "Leticia
let his gaze met that of, nodding. "I believe you, Fernando."
Fernando His response surprised at how easy it was, when he had been waiting for her to reclaim, you scream, do whatever it took to make him feel bad. Unless you believe. So, just because if, for he was. Very few people had done in his life. Leticia
under the eye, involving one of his hands with the other. "But not for me to explain this, when, you were right before ... I have no right to ask you for explanations, reasons, whatever your past. You were very patient in relation to the past mine, and it is unfair that I did not do the same with yours. "
" Lety, I ... "Fernando wanted to come, but I choose not to. At least not yet. "You're right, my past is my past and I am the one who decides with whom I share. And I want to share with you, not because I feel it's the right thing to do but because I want. Point. "
Leticia who had raised his eyes momentarily to hear him speak, the low now, absorbing his words and trying to make their hearts believe.
"Lety, forgive me. Forgive me, if "
Leticia looked up, surprised and a little confused by the desperation in her voice. "No, because Fernando. You have not done anything wrong. "
Ferdinand stared, swallowing whereas guilt choked her voice. "... I lied when I said I'd never been anything between Marcia and me, I lied."
Leticia who was surprised by his statement, he shook his head, his quieting your heart right now. "You did not. You told me you'd never been in a relationship with her. One night, and a relationship ... not the same. "The words of her friend Carolina, deepening its consciousness.
"Same. I told you that way for you to think one thing when in reality it was far from it. "Leticia
once again shook his head. "But I lied when I ask him, right? Only you slept with her one night. "
" Only one. "
" Then I lied. And I would not. "
Fernando who had kept his eyes fixed on her, shook her head now, incredulous. "How? How do you know? "The spiro strong, resting his head back on the couch when he closed his eyes, his own insecurities appear quietly. Leticia
placed a hand on the cheek, and was only then, when Ferdinand was given its close, opening her eyes to her.
She smiled slightly. "Of the sincerity I see in your eyes, Fernando. You have to stop thinking the worst about yourself. You're a good man. "
Fernando closed his eyes for peace than his words, his voice, handed him his closeness. He placed his hand on hers, bringing both into her lap, realizing only then, between his warm hand as his hand was frozen.
"Y if we forgive, you have to be you that I forgive me. "
Fernando raised his eyes from the task to warm both hands in surprise. "To you? Why? "
" For as I try today in the restaurant, outside the bathrooms. "
" What's all the time? "Fernando asked, with a slight tone of mockery.
She smiled slightly before turning serious, embarrassed by his behavior the day. "Really, Fernando. I treated you wrong, I told you things I will never do, do not believe them but the moment I let go by them, so I had learned, anger, fear ... "
" Fear? " Leticia
shrugged a shoulder, trying to find words, but opting not to bother with their silly insecurities. "Forget it ..." She tried to turn his gaze but Fernando did not leave.
"Lety. Please. "Leticia
let out a breath, looking down from the penetrating gaze of Fernando. "I should not feel ..."
"But you feel it," Fernando determined to meet his silence. "You're afraid, I leave you?" He asked, more than anything to clarify its own fears. "Do you think some days I think that among us does not mean anything?"
"Forgive me, Fernando. It is not ... "
" Lety, listen. "Fernando will lift my chin and look into your eyes. "You have every right in the world to feel so, because that is, your feelings, your fears. Yours. I can not tell you not to do, or how you should feel. I understand that you are afraid, especially by our past. "
our past. Not mine, or yours. Both. My past is not being better or worse than yours, both responsible for what we both feel.
Fernando smiled. "It is my job to show you otherwise." Leticia
soften her look, her smile small reaching their eyes this time. Small or not, at least it was a smile. And Fernando was comforted by that.
"I went to see my mom after lunch ..." Fernando said after a moment, his gaze now returning to their hands intertwined with Leticia in her lap. "I made very clear that she and Marcia had enough to intrude on my life."
"You think your mother had to do with the appearance of Marcia?"
Fernando shrugged uncertainly. "Maybe."
observed Leticia Fernando, absorbing his movements, his look, his composure. He was speaking with sincerity, we was opening his heart, until he was giving a key to yours. The least she could do was treated with the same confidence that he was giving. Leticia
his gaze to his hands, biting her lower lip before opening the locks of his heart. "I have fears ... that is not up to it."
Fernando's hands stopped.
"I could never be someone like Marcia Villaroel. It may be that you fear disappointments I have my ... "Leticia
nervously fingers tangled with Fernando, who by then had been completely forgotten their hands. All his attention was upon the face of Leticia. He placed a hand on Leticia restless hands, stopping her.
"I just want you to be Lety," the he emphasized, raising his eyes with just his voice. "My Lety."
She smiled shyly, looking down now for the vulnerability felt. She was naked in front of him, the way that mattered, the way she feared. Fernando
understood. Looking past her, and finding a concern before, thought unnecessary. Now, being different.
"I hate to send you messages."
Leticia did not have to ask to be referred, seeking his cell with his eyes. A another confession. And she was grateful. Once again it had to agree that she was not the only one who was betting that relationship. Both were swimming in unknown water. And they both risked their hearts in the process.
"It's just a friend."
Fernando shrugged. "Just do not like." His voice got rid of jealousy or anger. Just a statement.
Leticia smiled slightly, finally finding the back of Fernando, clasping both hands straight with ease. "Stay."
was rich. A taste that she could get used in testing. It seemed familiar, yet very different. With its own flavor. Its own style. You never know how another. Always different. And this was very different. But he liked. At first he was reserved. I did not think fit so many life changes, so many new experiences. But when Fernando is the dare requested. And now, at the moment, enjoying it be glad you did.
"You like?" Fernando asked, apprehensive about the response. I was not sure why, causing a concern because they can not perceive a clear indication on the face of Leticia. Especially when it was something which did not offer her a lot. Leticia
look up the top job, and smiled, calming the nerves. "I love it."
Fernando
expression imitate him, the tension disappear from your body.
"Where did you learn to cook so rich?" Lety asked to eat another bite of the succulent dish.
Fernando smiled, embarrassed. "Well, this dish, Irmita."
"Sure! I knew that made me like that, but ... different? "Commented Leticia, frowning.
"Ah, well ... my special ingredients," he confessed Fernando, "Top secret." Leticia
raise my eyebrows, amused by his supposed specialty. "Top secret, eh?"
"Yes, but would not be special," Fernando will divulge, turning his attention to the dish I had in front.
"Special?" Leticia could have left your comment in peace, but his curiosity won him the hand. "Rev will do this dish to all who want to win?"
Fernando looked up, seriously. "No." stared at her for a moment before her smile widening. "Also, I remember that to you and win you over." Leticia
ashamed, looking down with a sheepish smile, although not entirely sure of the relationship between them. Shaken by the sudden dependence on her heart had been built with the man who had to go. Fernando
realized her discomfort, so he continued in an attempt to lighten the air. "You know? I have only shared this dish with only two women, one being you. "
Leticia looked up from his plate, panic urging a place in your body. "And the other? "
Fernando who had been playing with his food, looked up and got ready to rest your fork down before continuing. "I do not know how to tell Lety, but I have to confess that before you came into my life, and there was another woman in my heart." Leticia
gulped. I could not believe he was opening the issue now. Since he arrived, any mention of the day's events passed through the lips of Fernando. He was ignored, and that was perfectly fine, because she was not sure he wanted to talk about it yet. But the time had come, and his worst fears were coming true in front of their eyes helplessly. At that time, in his own apartment. And worse, suddenly, without warning. No encouraging words to explain, make her understand. No. He was going to confess a shot and now.
Fernando shrugged without concern. "They will have to share. Although, of course, I do not bother you Nicole. "
" Ni ... Nicole? "Air was returning to his lungs, his blood turned to move while the fog that had stopped in his mind began to clear.
"Yes, my goddaughter."
"Sure ..." Leticia was relieved to hear that, turning his attention to the food that was left at the plate, the nausea which had appeared a moment before, now is not bothersome. "The much want it?"
Fernando looked up and smiled a few times. "As a daughter."
Leticia's heart, if I could, to widen more to the affection and respect he had for the man. There was no doubt that Nicole was a very lucky girl. "Today I ask for you ..."
This, Fernando I dedicate all their attention. The fork in his hand forgotten. "Today?" Leticia
bit his tongue for having left that detail. Maybe you could blame their lack of control had to love him? She bit lower lip, the look of Fernando still on it for a response. "Yes," she finally confessed. "After work, went home to Carolina." Immediately, Leticia under the eyes, grateful that I had a plate of food to distract her.
Leticia In contrast, Fernando is left untouched, his gaze on it alone. course, went to Carolina. She needed someone to listen, to tell him things you this morning you allowed him, apparently because your past is yours alone. Asshole. "Lety, about this morning ... I did not think ..." "
" Fernando? "
Fernando, who I was nervous, stopped his words, which at the time were not consistent because neither his own mind he was clear about what that truly meant.
"We could not talk about it for now?" Leticia asked, his tone was developed by the fatigue.
Fernando smiled weakly. "Okay." Lety
thanked him looking down. The two were silent, their eyes fixed on their plates, no hungry at the moment. Not that Leticia did not want to talk about it, no. She wanted to touch the subject, but first I'd be prepared to do so. He was not afraid of what you could confess Fernando, but what that his words could mean for his weak heart.
+ + +
The sound of water cleaning the dishes of his spots bounced the middle of the kitchen walls of his apartment. His hands were cold, submerged in water while Fernando, leaned against the counter beside her, wiping Leticia what was wrong.
Silence.
was what stood between them after a night of going from top to bottom. A chaotic day that rose to glory only to then pull it down, showing the instability of happiness.
"Who was that?" Fernando asked, his voice low and husky. His eyes never coming in contact live with the woman at his side. Leticia
more
under his chin, engaged in removing a specific spot that held the plate. "Thomas."
Fernando nodded. "Work in the company." His voice indifferent, curious. Only a statement which he preferred compared to the fatal silence that settled within the four walls of the kitchen blue.
"Yes, and lives in the apartment below it." She did not know because he commented, when clearly he did not care. Perhaps because just like him, nor he liked the silence that both had built.
Twenty minutes ago, enjoying the food Fernando mainly had prepared, had protected the remaining issues, embarking on pleasant conversations. That is, until the ringing cell phone interrupted Leticia.
was Tomas. And another message. Leticia
reached his seat he had left the cell by quickly ensuring your friend via text that was fine, and that tomorrow would call it, before commenting on his apologies and proceed to complete your meal. Fernando
also had nodded before, no word out of his mouth to interrupt. Until now. And just as before, Leticia was surprised that Fernando did not try to push the issue. Leticia
was over your hands under cold water without any protective plate, when he realized that Fernando had been arrested at his job, his gaze toward the ground in front of us.
"Lety, I know you said you did not want to talk about what happened in the morning but I really wanted to talk to you, explain ..." Leticia
closed the key, wiping his hands on a towel. "I do not have to explain anything Fernando. As you well said, is part of your past, and I have it intrude, "
Fernando is only then turning to her, trying to get her to do the same. "No you do if I want to tell you what. That comment was ... stupid. He was angry, and I get even with the wrong person. I really want to tell. "Leticia
look up and study it for a moment before deciding. "Okay." It was best time ever. Moreover, thus, could clear the air between them and remove the discomfort that had recently been placed at his sides. "We go to the room?"
The two settled into the couch. Leticia opting on the side opposite of where Ferdinand had placed, seeking at least a relief to know that if the conversation came to a point that could affect, she had the convenience of not having to Fernando at his side when he passed. Fernando
realized its distance, and I respect that, just as he knew he deserved it. "Lety, I did not know that Marcia would appear. I know that's no excuse that I do not have said anything about it, but I swear I would have done if she has not appeared. You have to believe me. "Leticia
let his gaze met that of, nodding. "I believe you, Fernando."
Fernando His response surprised at how easy it was, when he had been waiting for her to reclaim, you scream, do whatever it took to make him feel bad. Unless you believe. So, just because if, for he was. Very few people had done in his life. Leticia
under the eye, involving one of his hands with the other. "But not for me to explain this, when, you were right before ... I have no right to ask you for explanations, reasons, whatever your past. You were very patient in relation to the past mine, and it is unfair that I did not do the same with yours. "
" Lety, I ... "Fernando wanted to come, but I choose not to. At least not yet. "You're right, my past is my past and I am the one who decides with whom I share. And I want to share with you, not because I feel it's the right thing to do but because I want. Point. "
Leticia who had raised his eyes momentarily to hear him speak, the low now, absorbing his words and trying to make their hearts believe.
"Lety, forgive me. Forgive me, if "
Leticia looked up, surprised and a little confused by the desperation in her voice. "No, because Fernando. You have not done anything wrong. "
Ferdinand stared, swallowing whereas guilt choked her voice. "... I lied when I said I'd never been anything between Marcia and me, I lied."
Leticia who was surprised by his statement, he shook his head, his quieting your heart right now. "You did not. You told me you'd never been in a relationship with her. One night, and a relationship ... not the same. "The words of her friend Carolina, deepening its consciousness.
"Same. I told you that way for you to think one thing when in reality it was far from it. "Leticia
once again shook his head. "But I lied when I ask him, right? Only you slept with her one night. "
" Only one. "
" Then I lied. And I would not. "
Fernando who had kept his eyes fixed on her, shook her head now, incredulous. "How? How do you know? "The spiro strong, resting his head back on the couch when he closed his eyes, his own insecurities appear quietly. Leticia
placed a hand on the cheek, and was only then, when Ferdinand was given its close, opening her eyes to her.
She smiled slightly. "Of the sincerity I see in your eyes, Fernando. You have to stop thinking the worst about yourself. You're a good man. "
Fernando closed his eyes for peace than his words, his voice, handed him his closeness. He placed his hand on hers, bringing both into her lap, realizing only then, between his warm hand as his hand was frozen.
"Y if we forgive, you have to be you that I forgive me. "
Fernando raised his eyes from the task to warm both hands in surprise. "To you? Why? "
" For as I try today in the restaurant, outside the bathrooms. "
" What's all the time? "Fernando asked, with a slight tone of mockery.
She smiled slightly before turning serious, embarrassed by his behavior the day. "Really, Fernando. I treated you wrong, I told you things I will never do, do not believe them but the moment I let go by them, so I had learned, anger, fear ... "
" Fear? " Leticia
shrugged a shoulder, trying to find words, but opting not to bother with their silly insecurities. "Forget it ..." She tried to turn his gaze but Fernando did not leave.
"Lety. Please. "Leticia
let out a breath, looking down from the penetrating gaze of Fernando. "I should not feel ..."
"But you feel it," Fernando determined to meet his silence. "You're afraid, I leave you?" He asked, more than anything to clarify its own fears. "Do you think some days I think that among us does not mean anything?"
"Forgive me, Fernando. It is not ... "
" Lety, listen. "Fernando will lift my chin and look into your eyes. "You have every right in the world to feel so, because that is, your feelings, your fears. Yours. I can not tell you not to do, or how you should feel. I understand that you are afraid, especially by our past. "
our past. Not mine, or yours. Both. My past is not being better or worse than yours, both responsible for what we both feel.
Fernando smiled. "It is my job to show you otherwise." Leticia
soften her look, her smile small reaching their eyes this time. Small or not, at least it was a smile. And Fernando was comforted by that.
"I went to see my mom after lunch ..." Fernando said after a moment, his gaze now returning to their hands intertwined with Leticia in her lap. "I made very clear that she and Marcia had enough to intrude on my life."
"You think your mother had to do with the appearance of Marcia?"
Fernando shrugged uncertainly. "Maybe."
observed Leticia Fernando, absorbing his movements, his look, his composure. He was speaking with sincerity, we was opening his heart, until he was giving a key to yours. The least she could do was treated with the same confidence that he was giving. Leticia
his gaze to his hands, biting her lower lip before opening the locks of his heart. "I have fears ... that is not up to it."
Fernando's hands stopped.
"I could never be someone like Marcia Villaroel. It may be that you fear disappointments I have my ... "Leticia
nervously fingers tangled with Fernando, who by then had been completely forgotten their hands. All his attention was upon the face of Leticia. He placed a hand on Leticia restless hands, stopping her.
"I just want you to be Lety," the he emphasized, raising his eyes with just his voice. "My Lety."
She smiled shyly, looking down now for the vulnerability felt. She was naked in front of him, the way that mattered, the way she feared. Fernando
understood. Looking past her, and finding a concern before, thought unnecessary. Now, being different.
"I hate to send you messages."
Leticia did not have to ask to be referred, seeking his cell with his eyes. A another confession. And she was grateful. Once again it had to agree that she was not the only one who was betting that relationship. Both were swimming in unknown water. And they both risked their hearts in the process.
"It's just a friend."
Fernando shrugged. "Just do not like." His voice got rid of jealousy or anger. Just a statement.
Leticia smiled slightly, finally finding the back of Fernando, clasping both hands straight with ease. "Stay."
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