Diminea\u021ba i-a g\u0103sit pe am\u00e2ndoi \u00eentr-o lini\u0219te grea. Soarele p\u0103trundea printre perdelele albe, iar aroma de cafea proasp\u0103t\u0103 umplea casa. Lia r\u00e2dea \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie, cu obrajii plini de ciocolat\u0103, \u00een timp ce servitoarea o \u00eenv\u0103\u021ba s\u0103 spun\u0103 \u201emul\u021bumesc\u201d corect.<\/p>\n
Julian o privea de la distan\u021b\u0103. Feti\u021ba avea un fel de lumin\u0103 \u00een jurul ei. Parc\u0103 tot ce fusese gol \u00een el ani de zile se umplea acum, doar privindu-i z\u00e2mbetul.<\/p>\n
Elena, \u00een schimb, st\u0103tea \u00een prag, nesigur\u0103. Se sim\u021bea ca un musafir \u00eentr-o via\u021b\u0103 pe care o p\u0103r\u0103sise c\u00e2ndva. Purta haine curate, dar privirea \u00eei tr\u0103da oboseala anilor de lupt\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu trebuia s\u0103 faci at\u00e2ta m\u00e2ncare \u2014 a spus ea \u00eencet. \u2014 Nu suntem obi\u0219nuite cu mese ca astea.<\/p>\n
Julian a z\u00e2mbit u\u0219or. \u2014 O femeie care a luptat cu boala \u0219i a crescut un copil singur\u0103 merit\u0103 mai mult dec\u00e2t o felie de p\u00e2ine.<\/p>\n
Elena a cobor\u00e2t privirea. \u2014 Poate, dar nu merit mila ta.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu e mil\u0103 \u2014 a spus el ferm. \u2014 E recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103. Pentru c\u0103 mi-ai dat o fiic\u0103… \u0219i pentru c\u0103 e\u0219ti \u00een via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Cuvintele lui au r\u0103mas at\u00e2rnate \u00eentre ei.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 micul dejun, Lia a adormit pe canapea, iar Julian a propus s\u0103 o duc\u0103 la medicul familiei. Elena a ezitat, dar a acceptat. \u00cen cabinet, medicul a privit analizele vechi ale femeii \u0219i a z\u00e2mbit larg.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Doamn\u0103, sunte\u021bi o lupt\u0103toare. Nu mai e urm\u0103 de boal\u0103.<\/p>\n
Elena a izbucnit \u00een lacrimi. Ani de fric\u0103 \u0219i durere se risipeau \u00een c\u00e2teva cuvinte. Julian i-a luat m\u00e2na \u0219i a str\u00e2ns-o u\u0219or. Pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, ea nu a retras-o.<\/p>\n
Pe drum spre cas\u0103, ploaia s-a oprit. Cerul p\u0103rea cur\u0103\u021bat, limpede.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce ai de g\u00e2nd acum? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat el.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu \u0219tiu. Poate o camer\u0103 mic\u0103 undeva, un loc de munc\u0103. Nu pot tr\u0103i din mila ta, Julian.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu vreau s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti din mila mea. Vreau s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti cu mine \u2014 a spus el simplu.<\/p>\n
Ea l-a privit uimit\u0103. \u2014 Asta… nu mai e via\u021ba ta, Julian. Ai lumea la picioare, iar eu vin din alt\u0103 lume.<\/p>\n
El a r\u00e2s scurt. \u2014 Lumea mea n-a \u00eensemnat nimic f\u0103r\u0103 tine.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd au ajuns acas\u0103, Lia s-a trezit \u0219i a fugit direct \u00een bra\u021bele lui Julian. \u201eTati\u201d, a zis cu un accent st\u00e2lcit. Femeia a \u00eencremenit.<\/p>\n
Julian a \u00eenchis ochii o clip\u0103, sim\u021bind cum i se umeze\u0219te privirea. \u2014 Poate are dreptate, a spus el.<\/p>\n
Elena a l\u0103sat capul \u00een jos, dar un z\u00e2mbet abia vizibil i s-a a\u0219ezat pe buze.<\/p>\n
Seara, \u00een timp ce feti\u021ba dormea, Julian a aprins din nou focul \u00een \u0219emineu.<\/p>\n
\u2014 N-am s\u0103 te mai las s\u0103 pleci, Elena. Nici dac\u0103 vrei.<\/p>\n
Ea s-a a\u0219ezat pe fotoliul din fa\u021ba lui. \u2014 Oamenii se schimb\u0103. Poate n-a\u0219 mai fi femeia de care te-ai \u00eendr\u0103gostit.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Poate, dar e\u0219ti femeia pe care o iubesc \u0219i acum. \u0218i mama fiicei mele.<\/p>\n
T\u0103cerea s-a a\u0219ezat \u00eentre ei, dar de data asta nu mai era grea. Era cald\u0103, vie.<\/p>\n
Elena \u0219i-a \u00eentins m\u00e2na \u0219i a atins palma lui. \u2014 Mi-ai dat o a doua \u0219ans\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-mi ceri nimic. Nu \u0219tiu dac\u0103 merit, dar o s\u0103 \u00eencerc s\u0103 nu te mai r\u0103nesc.<\/p>\n
Julian i-a z\u00e2mbit. \u2014 Nu mai e despre merite. E despre \u00eenceputuri.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, \u00een zori, Lia a venit alerg\u00e2nd \u00een dormitor cu un desen: trei oameni \u021bin\u00e2ndu-se de m\u00e2n\u0103, sub un soare mare \u0219i un curcubeu st\u00e2ngaci.<\/p>\n
\u201eAsta e familia mea\u201d, a spus ea m\u00e2ndr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Elena \u0219i Julian s-au privit \u00een t\u0103cere. \u0218i \u00een clipa aceea au \u0219tiut am\u00e2ndoi c\u0103, dup\u0103 ani de durere, pierdere \u0219i singur\u0103tate, via\u021ba le d\u0103duse o nou\u0103 \u0219ans\u0103 \u2014 una pe care, de data asta, nu aveau s-o mai iroseasc\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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