C\u00e2nd femeia a ie\u0219it din salon, Irina a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat\u0103 c\u00e2teva secunde. Aerul p\u0103rea greu, de parc\u0103 fiecare respira\u021bie \u00eei t\u0103ia pieptul.<\/p>\n
Apoi, \u00eencet, s-a ridicat, a privit spre u\u0219\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenchis-o cu cheia. M\u00e2inile \u00eei tremurau, dar vocea i-a r\u0103mas rece c\u00e2nd le-a spus colegelor:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Azi termin\u0103m mai devreme. Eu plec.<\/p>\n
Pe drum, z\u0103pada sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ia sub cizme. Ora\u0219ul era alb, lini\u0219tit, ca o scen\u0103 dintr-un vis. Irina mergea mecanic, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 simt\u0103 frigul. \u00cen minte \u00eei r\u0103sunau acelea\u0219i cuvinte: \u201eNe iubim de mult timp\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n Ajuns\u0103 acas\u0103, a aprins lumina \u0219i s-a a\u0219ezat pe canapea. Privirea i-a c\u0103zut pe cana lui preferat\u0103, r\u0103mas\u0103 pe mas\u0103. Totul p\u0103rea at\u00e2t de normal, at\u00e2t de\u2026 fals.<\/p>\n A deschis telefonul. Ultimul mesaj: \u201eDrag\u0103, azi \u00eent\u00e2rzii pu\u021bin.\u201d A z\u00e2mbit amar. \u201e\u00cent\u00e2lnire important\u0103 cu clien\u021bii\u2026\u201d Da, sigur.<\/p>\n Apoi, brusc, ceva \u00een ea s-a fr\u00e2nt. Lacrimile au \u00eenceput s\u0103-i curg\u0103, t\u0103cute, apoi tot mai zgomotos. Minute \u00eentregi. P\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd n-a mai r\u0103mas nimic, doar lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n S-a ridicat. A mers la dulap, a luat o cutie de carton \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103-i str\u00e2ng\u0103 hainele. C\u0103ma\u0219a bleu, parfumul scump, ceasul pe care \u00eel l\u0103sa mereu pe noptier\u0103. Totul.<\/p>\n Apoi a deschis fereastra. Aerul rece i-a t\u0103iat fa\u021ba.<\/p>\n \u201eS\u0103-\u021bi fie bine, Maxim\u201d, a \u0219optit. \u201eDar nu aici.\u201d<\/p>\n A doua zi, la salon, Irina a intrat cu z\u00e2mbetul pe buze. Niciunul dintre colegi nu a b\u0103nuit ce se \u00eent\u00e2mplase. Z\u00e2mbea, glumea, servea clien\u021bi. Doar ochii, c\u00e2nd nimeni nu-i privea, tr\u0103dau o oboseal\u0103 ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n Seara, Maxim a venit acas\u0103 gr\u0103bit. A descuiat u\u0219a \u2014 doar c\u0103 nu se mai potrivea cheia. A ap\u0103sat de dou\u0103 ori, de trei ori. Nimic.<\/p>\n \u2014 Nu \u00een\u021beleg, ce-ai f\u0103cut, ai schimbat yala? \u2014 a izbucnit el. \u2014 De jum\u0103tate de or\u0103 \u00eencerc\u2026<\/p>\n Irina i-a deschis u\u0219a doar at\u00e2t c\u00e2t s\u0103-l vad\u0103.<\/p>\n \u2014 Lucrurile tale sunt la Svetlana. Du-te la ea, dac\u0103 tot v\u0103 potrivi\u021bi at\u00e2t de bine.<\/p>\n Maxim a r\u0103mas pe loc, pierdut.<\/p>\n Ea n-a mai spus nimic. A \u00eenchis u\u0219a, a \u00eencuiat \u0219i s-a sprijinit cu fruntea de ea. O clip\u0103, doar o clip\u0103, a sim\u021bit durerea aceea surd\u0103, cum o arde \u00een piept.<\/p>\n Dar apoi a inspirat ad\u00e2nc.<\/p>\n A mers la buc\u0103t\u0103rie, \u0219i-a turnat o can\u0103 cu ceai \u0219i a privit pe geam. Z\u0103pada continua s\u0103 cad\u0103, lini\u0219tit\u0103, ca \u0219i cum lumea \u00eentreag\u0103 se sp\u0103la de toate minciunile.<\/p>\n \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it, Irina s-a sim\u021bit liber\u0103.<\/p>\n Nu mai era doar o femeie \u00een\u0219elat\u0103. Era o femeie care a ales s\u0103 nu se piard\u0103 pentru cineva care nu o merita.<\/p>\n \u0218i, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, a z\u00e2mbit sincer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" C\u00e2nd femeia a ie\u0219it din salon, Irina a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat\u0103 c\u00e2teva secunde. Aerul p\u0103rea greu, de parc\u0103 fiecare respira\u021bie \u00eei t\u0103ia pieptul. Apoi, \u00eencet, s-a ridicat, a privit spre u\u0219\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenchis-o cu cheia. M\u00e2inile \u00eei tremurau, dar vocea i-a r\u0103mas rece c\u00e2nd le-a spus colegelor: \u2014 Azi termin\u0103m mai devreme. Eu plec. 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