\u00cen fa\u021ba mea st\u0103tea… fostul meu so\u021b.<\/p>\n
Nu \u0219tiu c\u00e2t am r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat\u0103, cu m\u00e2na pe clan\u021b\u0103 \u0219i cu gura \u00eentredeschis\u0103. El z\u00e2mbea \u2014 acel z\u00e2mbet fals, pe care \u00eel \u0219tiam prea bine. \u00cen clipa aia, am sim\u021bit cum tot aerul mi s-a oprit \u00een piept. Nu-mi venea s\u0103 cred c\u0103 el fusese cel care \u00eemi scria at\u00e2tea zile la r\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce… ce cau\u021bi aici? am reu\u0219it s\u0103 \u00eengaim.
\u2014 Am vrut s\u0103 v\u0103d c\u00e2t de repede ai trecut peste mine, mi-a r\u0103spuns calm, de parc\u0103 era ceva firesc.<\/p>\n
Totul \u00een mine fierbea. Umilin\u021ba, frica, furia \u2014 toate s-au adunat \u00eentr-un singur nod \u00een g\u00e2t. Nu mai era team\u0103, era dezgust. Mi-am amintit fiecare vorb\u0103 ur\u00e2t\u0103, fiecare clip\u0103 \u00een care m-a f\u0103cut s\u0103 m\u0103 simt mic\u0103 \u0219i ne\u00eensemnat\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ie\u0219i! i-am spus ap\u0103sat. Acum!<\/p>\n
El a f\u0103cut un pas \u00eenapoi, dar nu s-a mi\u0219cat din prag.
\u2014 Nu fi a\u0219a, doar am vrut s\u0103 vorbim, a zis, cu vocea aceea mieros de pref\u0103cut\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenchis u\u0219a brusc, tr\u00e2ntind-o at\u00e2t de tare \u00eenc\u00e2t au s\u0103rit cheile din lac\u0103t. Tremuram toat\u0103. M-am sprijinit de perete, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi trag sufletul.<\/p>\n
Telefonul a \u00eenceput s\u0103 vibreze. Era un mesaj de la el: \u201eTot eu te cunosc cel mai bine. Nimeni nu te va iubi a\u0219a cum te iubesc eu.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am \u0219ters mesajul \u0219i, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 ezit, l-am blocat peste tot. \u00cen clipa aia, am sim\u021bit c\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it se \u00eenchide un capitol. Unul dureros, dar necesar.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, am \u0219ters profilul de pe site-ul de \u00eent\u00e2lniri. Mi-am f\u0103cut o cafea, am ie\u0219it \u00een balcon \u0219i am privit r\u0103s\u0103ritul. De mult nu-l mai v\u0103zusem. Parc\u0103 totul \u00een jur p\u0103rea mai viu, mai lini\u0219tit.<\/p>\n
Mi-am promis atunci ceva simplu: c\u0103 nu voi mai l\u0103sa pe nimeni s\u0103-mi spun\u0103 c\u00e2t valorez. C\u0103 \u00eemi voi construi singur\u0103 fericirea, pas cu pas, chiar dac\u0103 o voi face \u00een t\u0103cere.<\/p>\n
\u00cen s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2nile urm\u0103toare, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 ies din nou. La plimb\u0103ri, la film, la o teras\u0103 cu prietenele. F\u0103r\u0103 team\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 ru\u0219ine. M\u0103 redescopeream pe mine \u2014 femeia care r\u00e2de, care glume\u0219te, care viseaz\u0103 din nou.<\/p>\n
\u0218i \u00eentr-o zi, pe nea\u0219teptate, la coad\u0103 la magazin, un b\u0103rbat m-a \u00eentrebat dac\u0103 poate s\u0103-mi \u021bin\u0103 locul c\u00e2t merge s\u0103 ia o sticl\u0103 de ap\u0103. M-a privit \u00een ochi, \u0219i am z\u00e2mbit am\u00e2ndoi. Simplu, sincer.<\/p>\n
Poate c\u0103 via\u021ba nu \u00ee\u021bi aduce mereu ceea ce ceri, dar \u00eentotdeauna \u00ee\u021bi d\u0103 o a doua \u0219ans\u0103 \u2014 atunci c\u00e2nd ai curajul s\u0103 \u00eenchizi u\u0219a trecutului.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u00cen fa\u021ba mea st\u0103tea… fostul meu so\u021b. Nu \u0219tiu c\u00e2t am r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat\u0103, cu m\u00e2na pe clan\u021b\u0103 \u0219i cu gura \u00eentredeschis\u0103. El z\u00e2mbea \u2014 acel z\u00e2mbet fals, pe care \u00eel \u0219tiam prea bine. \u00cen clipa aia, am sim\u021bit cum tot aerul mi s-a oprit \u00een piept. Nu-mi venea s\u0103 cred c\u0103 el fusese cel care […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10490,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10489","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10489","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10489"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10489\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10491,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10489\/revisions\/10491"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10490"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10489"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10489"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10489"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}