A doua zi diminea\u021b\u0103, soarele abia mijea peste blocurile gri. \u00cen apartament, lini\u0219tea era ap\u0103s\u0103toare. Carmen s-a ridicat prima din pat \u0219i a observat c\u0103 buc\u0103t\u0103ria era goal\u0103. Nici vase, nici haine, nici c\u0103r\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Iulian! \u2014 a strigat ea, sim\u021bind cum inima i se str\u00e2nge. \u2014 Iulian, vino repede!<\/p>\n
El a ie\u0219it bomb\u0103nind din dormitor, cu p\u0103rul v\u00e2lvoi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce e, mam\u0103?<\/p>\n
\u2014 Uite! Nu mai e nimic!<\/p>\n
A privit \u00een jurul lor. Dulapurile erau deschise, hainele Laurei disp\u0103ruser\u0103, iar raftul cu c\u0103r\u021bi era gol. Pe masa din buc\u0103t\u0103rie se afla doar o bucat\u0103 de h\u00e2rtie.<\/p>\n
Iulian a luat-o \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i a citit \u00eencet:
\u201eMul\u021bumesc pentru lec\u021bia final\u0103. Nu mai am nevoie de un loc unde s\u0103 stau, ci de un loc unde s\u0103 fiu respectat\u0103. Nu v\u0103 face\u021bi griji, nu ve\u021bi mai auzi de mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Tremura u\u0219or. Carmen a vrut s\u0103 spun\u0103 ceva, dar nu i-a ie\u0219it niciun cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n
\u00cen zilele care au urmat, lini\u0219tea din cas\u0103 a devenit chinuitoare. F\u0103r\u0103 cineva care s\u0103 g\u0103teasc\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 miros de cafea diminea\u021ba, f\u0103r\u0103 vocea calm\u0103 a Laurei, casa p\u0103rea pustie.<\/p>\n
Iulian s-a trezit pentru prima dat\u0103 f\u0103c\u00e2nd singur micul dejun. A ars ou\u0103le, a v\u0103rsat laptele \u0219i s-a trezit c\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i aminte\u0219te de z\u00e2mbetul ei bl\u00e2nd, de modul \u00een care \u00eel certa, dar totu\u0219i \u00eei punea farfuria \u00een fa\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Carmen nu spunea nimic, dar privirea ei era tot mai grea. \u00cencepuse s\u0103 se \u00eentrebe, pentru prima dat\u0103, dac\u0103 nu cumva exagerase.<\/p>\n
Timpul trecea, iar Laura nu d\u0103dea niciun semn.<\/p>\n
P\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi, Iulian a primit un mesaj scurt de la o prieten\u0103 comun\u0103:
\u201eLaura e bine. A g\u0103sit o chirie mic\u0103 \u0219i lucreaz\u0103 \u00eentr-o cofet\u0103rie. Z\u00e2mbe\u0219te din nou.\u201d<\/p>\n
A fost ca un pumn \u00een stomac. A realizat, prea t\u00e2rziu, c\u0103 pierduse ceva mult mai important dec\u00e2t o so\u021bie: pierduse omul care crezuse \u00een el atunci c\u00e2nd nimeni altcineva nu o f\u0103cuse.<\/p>\n
Carmen, ru\u0219inat\u0103, s-a retras \u00een camera ei. N-a mai spus nimic.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o sear\u0103, Iulian a ie\u0219it din bloc \u0219i a mers p\u00e2n\u0103 la cofet\u0103ria despre care aflase. A privit prin vitrin\u0103: Laura era acolo, cu un \u0219or\u021b alb, r\u00e2z\u00e2nd cu o coleg\u0103. P\u0103rea alt om.<\/p>\n
A vrut s\u0103 intre, dar s-a oprit. \u0218i-a dat seama c\u0103 n-ar avea ce s\u0103 spun\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen schimb, a l\u0103sat o floare pe tejghea, cu un bile\u021bel mic:
\u201e\u00cemi pare r\u0103u. Mul\u021bumesc c\u0103 m-ai iubit chiar \u0219i atunci c\u00e2nd nu meritam.\u201d<\/p>\n
Laura a g\u0103sit floarea c\u00e2nd a \u00eenchis seara magazinul. A citit bile\u021belul \u0219i, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, a sim\u021bit o pace ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n
A z\u00e2mbit, a stins lumina \u0219i a ie\u0219it \u00een noapte, respir\u00e2nd aerul rece al ora\u0219ului.<\/p>\n
\u0218tia c\u0103 nu se mai \u00eentoarce niciodat\u0103 acolo, dar \u00een sufletul ei, pentru prima dat\u0103, nu mai sim\u021bea team\u0103.<\/p>\n
Sim\u021bea libertate.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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