\u00centr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, c\u00e2nd Iulia s-a dus la banc\u0103, a descoperit c\u0103 economiile ei aproape disp\u0103ruser\u0103. Zeci de pl\u0103\u021bi c\u0103tre diverse persoane, toate f\u0103cute cu cardul ei. C\u00e2teva mii de lei se evaporaser\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 urm\u0103.<\/p>\n
Inima i s-a str\u00e2ns. A respirat ad\u00e2nc, sper\u00e2nd c\u0103 e doar o gre\u0219eal\u0103, dar c\u00e2nd a ajuns acas\u0103, Grigore o a\u0219tepta \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie, cu o cafea \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103, ca \u0219i cum nimic nu s-ar fi \u00eent\u00e2mplat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Iubito, s\u0103 nu te superi, dar am avut nevoie de bani. \u021ai-am l\u0103sat o noti\u021b\u0103 pe frigider. O s\u0103-\u021bi dau totul \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 C\u00e2t? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat ea, cu voce joas\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Vreo dou\u0103zeci de mii… dar stai lini\u0219tit\u0103, am o lucrare nou\u0103, luna viitoare vin banii.<\/p>\n
Atunci a \u00een\u021beles. Niciun proiect, nicio promisiune nu aveau s\u0103-i mai acopere dezam\u0103girea. \u00cen acea noapte, a str\u00e2ns o valiz\u0103 \u0219i s-a \u00eentors la Ia\u0219i, \u00een apartamentul ei.<\/p>\n
Sau, cel pu\u021bin, a\u0219a credea.<\/p>\n
Pentru c\u0103 acum, un an mai t\u00e2rziu, \u00een pragul u\u0219ii, o femeie necunoscut\u0103 \u00eei spunea c\u0103 \u201elocuie\u0219te acolo cu acordul lui Grigore\u201d.<\/p>\n
Lacrimi i-au urcat \u00een ochi, dar le-a \u0219ters repede. Nu mai era femeia naiv\u0103 de odinioar\u0103. A sunat imediat la poli\u021bie.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd echipajul a ajuns, femeia a \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103:
\u2014 Ne-a promis c\u0103 e apartamentul lui! Ne-a ar\u0103tat actele, a zis c\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2na a plecat definitiv la so\u021b \u0219i c\u0103 ne poate l\u0103sa aici c\u00e2t e plecat\u0103…<\/p>\n
Iulia a privit \u00een gol. Era clar \u2014 Grigore v\u00e2nduse o poveste \u0219i lor, la fel cum \u00eei v\u00e2nduse \u0219i ei iluzii.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva ore, str\u0103inii au plecat, iar casa a r\u0103mas pustie, dar plin\u0103 de umbre. Juc\u0103rii stricate, haine str\u0103ine, o farfurie cu bor\u0219 rece pe mas\u0103.<\/p>\n
Iulia s-a a\u0219ezat pe canapea \u0219i a privit \u00een jur. Tot ce fusese al ei p\u0103rea p\u0103tat de minciun\u0103. Dar, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, s-a sim\u021bit liber\u0103.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, a \u00eenceput cur\u0103\u021benia. A aruncat tot ce nu era al ei, a sp\u0103lat podelele, a aerisit fiecare camer\u0103. Cu fiecare mi\u0219care, sim\u021bea cum se desprinde de trecut.<\/p>\n
Seara, a aprins o lum\u00e2nare \u00een fereastr\u0103 \u0219i a \u0219optit:
\u2014 Gata, Grigore. Capitolul t\u0103u s-a \u00eenchis.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva luni, via\u021ba ei s-a schimbat complet. \u0218i-a deschis propriul birou de arhitectur\u0103, a \u00eenceput s\u0103 colaboreze cu tineri talenta\u021bi \u0219i, pentru prima dat\u0103, s-a g\u00e2ndit la viitor f\u0103r\u0103 team\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o zi, \u00een timp ce admira o cl\u0103dire restaurat\u0103 dup\u0103 planurile ei, o feti\u021b\u0103 s-a apropiat \u0219i i-a spus timid:
\u2014 Doamna Iulia, mama zice c\u0103 face\u021bi lumea mai frumoas\u0103.<\/p>\n
Ea a z\u00e2mbit. Poate c\u0103 nu mai avea dragostea pe care o visase, dar avea ceva mai valoros: lini\u0219tea de a fi acas\u0103, \u00een locul care \u00eei apar\u021binea cu adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
\u0218i a \u00een\u021beles c\u0103 uneori, pentru a reconstrui o via\u021b\u0103, trebuie mai \u00eent\u00e2i s\u0103 d\u0103r\u00e2mi tot ce a fost cl\u0103dit pe minciun\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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