Interlude 2
I didn’t shed any tears, because I already cried a lot.
That’s why, during the entire time I was watching him leave, during the entire time I was waving my hand, I closely watched his back and burned the sight into my eyes.
When he finally disappeared, my hand flopped down.
The bulky plastic bag wasn’t heavy in the least, but it started to feel that way all of a sudden.
I got onto the elevator. While I was walking back to my place, his words kept echoing in my ears over and over again, as if to mix with the annoying rustling of my plastic bag.
I acted as if I wasn’t listening to it and opened the door to my home. Sablé barked and came running at me.
“I’m home.”
I crouched at the entrance and patted him. I laughed at the ticklish feeling when he licked my hand. On that hand, there was a drop of water. Even though I was laughing, the tears continued to fall and fall. Sablé looked up at me with curiosity.
It’s nothing. Don’t worry. I’m fine.
I hugged him tightly while reciting those words. But then I realized that none of them were actually coming out, only my constant hot breaths that welled up in my tight chest from my throat.
When I tried to wipe my eyes to clear my blurry sight, my hand was stopped. I looked up to see mom there.
“Your eyes will get swollen… okay?”
She had a good smell, and when she held me in her warm arms, I was finally able to let out my voice. I didn’t need to hold the tears in anymore. But, still, the words didn’t come out. The words just didn’t.
I couldn’t say the simple words, “I like you.” It was like that before, but it was also a problem bigger than that. It just wasn’t that kind of emotion.
For the first time, I—we had truly fallen in love.
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