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I thought it would be better to say everything on the phone.
You are a smart girl, you will understand everything.
– Will you catch? – I asked again, not wanting to understand, something in my chest squeezed and fell to the stomach.

– Yes.
Ale, do you hear? “Yes, yes, I hear you,” I breathed quickly, “I am listening, speak.”
– So here.
– you picked up the words.
Is it possible to choose words to kill them anyway? – Sometimes in life you have to sacrifice something to.
so as not to make mistakes and.
do not spoil the life of the one you love.
You understand? – Yes.
– I swallowed a lump of tears and cheerfully repeated: – Of course, I understand.
Gaining strength, she asked how she dived into the cold water: – Are you leaving me? – Yes.
– you whispered and immediately began to speak in a somewhat confused way, justifying himself: – That is, no, not so! I just have to.
Do you understand? – Have you met another? – for some reason I asked.
– Not! Not! – you perked up.
– How can you say that?! You know.
Simply.
That’s life.
And in life you should always have time to step aside.
And now, probably, this moment has come.
I should.
Do you understand? – I understand, but.
What will happen to me?

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– I was able to speak calmly, although I wanted to shout at the whole world and beat their fists on your chest.
– Princess, you.
Why am I so old to you? – you, like, smiled.
– We will have nothing.
Can not be.
I will soon be forty-five, and you are only twenty-one.
And I’m not an oligarch, – smile again, – I don’t have helicopters, airplanes and limousines, like your adored Christian Gray.
Did you try to joke? Or?.
I think you said it seriously.
That our telephone conversation, I often scroll like an old disk.
As if trying to find some hidden meaning in your words.

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But he – if he really was – invariably eludes me.
– Princess, I love you.
Only you! – you poured oil on the fire, which you recently lit in my chest.
– But sometimes you need to sacrifice love.
To save someone’s life.
– Yes.
I understood – I suddenly wanted to laugh, – you sacrifice me.
– Not! Not so, Princess! – You exclaimed, and I suddenly presented your face with bluish-gray eyes, in which I always wanted to drown.
When you were angry, a strict wrinkle appeared between your brows, and I liked to smooth it out.
Now you were far away from me, and there was no one to erase your frown.
“Understand, Cinderella needs a prince, not an old goat.”
You will grow up and you will understand everything, – you promised me.
– Then you will even be grateful to me.
What has not spoiled your life.
“I am already grateful now,” I admitted, swallowing tears.
– For what? – you were surprised.
– For that.
No matter.
Goodbye! – I quickly disconnected and dropped my smartphone.
I did not have the strength.
Huddling together, slowly sliding down the wall in the hallway, I gave way to tears.
Hooray! I was elated – I had a job.
Let it be modest and temporary, but my own work! Independence from parents.
However, I found her dad, but does it matter? First, I can get practical translation skills – and for me, as a philologist, this is extremely important, and second, money – my money! – this is cool! “Dementiy Alexandrovich, well, that’s your translator,” Dad stood up from the chair and extended his hand to a pleasant middle-aged man.
I, embarrassed, looked into his eyes.
Good lord Can there be such eyes? Pancake! I am a philologist without two minutes, but I cannot describe his view.
I have no words.
This is the sky, the pool and even the wind in one cocktail.
I suddenly remembered Irka, my fellow student.
She always said that by the eyes she can understand everything about a man.
I have no experience Irki.
To be honest, I don’t have it at all – a classmate and fellow student Sasha, a timid bespectacled man with whom I kissed, does not count.
But now for some reason I understood not about him, my employer, but about myself.
I want to always see his eyes in front of me.
So let him sit across from me, putting his legs in these shabby jeans, say something, and I will just look at him.
Oh, he seems to have asked me something.
– Yes.
– I nodded, looked away and felt like blushing.
Eh, where can I go from this property – to blush? And not easy – once and flushed.
No, I do it slowly, as if the internal heat gradually comes out on my cheeks, smoothly passes to the neck, and now I’m sitting crimson, like overripe tomato. Live webcast porn.

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