'neill Joy. The story of a flight (№ 273894)

- What did you see? What?! Gabriel got angry.
- You walked with him arm in arm, smiling, and seemed that the whole world belongs to you... - he whispered, thinking back to the picture, and what happened to him after.
Gabrielle laughed through her tears.
Are you serious? And what am I supposed to sit at home and weep over your selfishness? How many years have I, as a faithful dog, waiting for you? How Much, Chris? How, during this time, I have forgiven you for everything? Lie. Infidelity. Cruelty. How many times have I, day by day, found you excuses for why everything is so and not otherwise? Or do you think that words don't hit? Do not kill? Wrong... - Gabi approached him very closely. Her fingers, as then, in their first meeting, gently touched his chin, gliding over his cheek, and brown eyes watched with such disappointment. - You, over and over again, kill me with words, then to revive, and again trampled. Loyalty? Yes, where from? I'm lying to you! Love? Yes, this can not be! And I'm lying again. I have nothing to give, you said. You said you are ashamed of me before your friends, because I'm a simpleton from the province. I don't have the knowledge that you have, do not have the experience that you have. I didn't eat fine food, and didn't wear things from fashion designers. And, alas, I'm not eighteen and, soon, thirty...