Pa\u0219ii Ioanei r\u0103sunau u\u0219or pe pietri\u0219, dar \u00een capul ei era furtun\u0103. Z\u00e2mbea. Toat\u0103 lumea vedea doar o mireas\u0103 emo\u021bionat\u0103, cu ochii u\u0219or lucio\u0219i. Nimeni nu b\u0103nuia c\u0103 \u00een spatele acelui z\u00e2mbet se n\u0103\u0219tea o hot\u0103r\u00e2re de fier.<\/p>\n
Andrei o a\u0219tepta la altar, drept, sigur pe el. C\u00e2nd a v\u0103zut-o, i-a z\u00e2mbit larg, exact cum exersase probabil \u00een oglind\u0103. Ioana i-a \u00eentors z\u00e2mbetul. Calm. Calculat.<\/p>\n
Tat\u0103l ei, Mircea Popescu, i-a str\u00e2ns bra\u021bul.
\u2014 E\u0219ti bine, mam\u0103? a \u0219optit el.
\u2014 Sunt perfect, tat\u0103, a r\u0103spuns ea. \u0218i era adev\u0103rat, \u00eentr-un fel ciudat.<\/p>\n
Ceremonia a curs f\u0103r\u0103 probleme. Jur\u0103minte, aplauze, fotografii. Andrei \u00eei \u0219optea la ureche cuvinte dulci, iar Ioana \u00eel asculta ca pe un str\u0103in. Fiecare gest al lui \u00eei confirma ce auzise. Graba. Ner\u0103bdarea. Privirile aruncate spre tat\u0103l ei.<\/p>\n
La petrecere, lumea r\u00e2dea, paharele se ciocneau, iar l\u0103utarii c\u00e2ntau melodii vechi, de nunt\u0103 adev\u0103rat\u0103. Ioana a dansat. A glumit. A fost mireasa perfect\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dar \u00een pauzele dintre dansuri, vorbea.<\/p>\n
Cu avocatul familiei, un b\u0103rbat trecut de cincizeci de ani, discret \u0219i atent.
Cu contabila firmei.
Cu un notar invitat \u201edin \u00eent\u00e2mplare\u201d.<\/p>\n
F\u0103r\u0103 grab\u0103. F\u0103r\u0103 suspiciuni.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, Andrei a venit cu h\u00e2rtiile.
\u2014 Doar ni\u0219te acte normale, iubit-o, a spus el. Ca s\u0103 fie totul mai simplu \u00eentre noi.<\/p>\n
Ioana le-a citit pe \u00eendelete. A pus \u00eentreb\u0103ri. A z\u00e2mbit. A semnat ce trebuia semnat \u0219i a refuzat exact ce trebuia refuzat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu acum, Andrei. Mai vedem. Tata nu se simte bine, nu vreau s\u0103-l stresez.<\/p>\n
Zilele au trecut. S\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni. Andrei devenea iritat. Ner\u0103bd\u0103tor. Masca \u00eencepea s\u0103 cad\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o sear\u0103, Ioana l-a chemat \u00een biroul tat\u0103lui ei. Pe mas\u0103 erau dosare, contracte, extrase de cont.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce-i cu toate astea? a \u00eentrebat Andrei.<\/p>\n
Ioana s-a a\u0219ezat calm.
\u2014 Adev\u0103rul.<\/p>\n
A pornit un reportofon. Vocea lui Andrei a umplut camera.<\/p>\n
\u201eIoana e u\u0219a. Eu doar trebuie s\u0103 o deschid.\u201d<\/p>\n
Culoarea i-a disp\u0103rut din fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ai vrut firma, a continuat ea. Dar ai uitat un lucru simplu: eu sunt fiica lui Mircea Popescu. \u0218i nu sunt proast\u0103.<\/p>\n
Avocatul a intrat \u00een camer\u0103. Apoi tat\u0103l ei.<\/p>\n
Totul era preg\u0103tit. Actele. Dovezile. M\u0103rturiile.<\/p>\n
Andrei a plecat din cas\u0103 \u00een acea sear\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 bani, f\u0103r\u0103 influen\u021b\u0103 \u0219i cu un dosar penal \u00een c\u00e2rc\u0103 pentru tentativ\u0103 de fraud\u0103. Nunta nu l-a f\u0103cut bogat. L-a f\u0103cut cunoscut exact a\u0219a cum era.<\/p>\n
Ioana a r\u0103mas.<\/p>\n
A preluat treptat afacerea, a muncit cot la cot cu oamenii din firm\u0103, a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat trasee, cifre, nop\u021bi nedormite. A pl\u0103tit salarii la timp. A refuzat \u0219p\u0103gi. A crescut.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, privind curtea plin\u0103 de camioane, a z\u00e2mbit pentru prima dat\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
Nu pentru c\u0103 se r\u0103zbunase.<\/p>\n
Ci pentru c\u0103 se alesese pe ea.<\/p>\n
\u0218i asta a fost cea mai mare victorie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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