When she decides, by once again giving his arm twisting and accepts submissive risky proposition, in the face of Nicholas draws a mindless and, at the same time, cynical smile. Despite what disappointed that Julia sit with that monstrosity that is husband, still exists, somewhere in his being, a pinch of confidence, making him completely lose the notion of time and evoking you the most beautiful of all the memories of the relationship. Those times where there was still a deep admiration towards him. Months of long winters in which Julia Hurrah with minimum phonemic words that Nicholas gave him his faint voice. That time in which, every evening, he read some dark and romantic poem of Baudelaire, those sunsets between sheets with episodes chilling of Poe, short and deep reflections of the philosophy of the great vanity, verses Goethianos where the demons were the main protagonists Julia’s eyes could not be more open and illuminated. -I will read when dark, love? These were the five words that Julia, all sunsets, and while she rushed to finish household tasks, repeated to Nicholas.
It was the illusion of every day; listen to how her beloved husband was reading just for your ears: exclusively for her. However, for some time now, he has become a monster that she does not support, a tyrant who can not see, someone who does not understand how such metamorphosis has been subjected. The minimum friction with your skin produces Julia unpleasant chills running through his back threatening to paralyze your body in any instant. Unbearable gatillazo settle in his neck causing a fine and unbearable, pain that subsequently spread as tributaries nervous to inundate the jaw of intermittent electric shock. Fear, only now there are fears. Julia is afraid of not being able to to stand any morning getting out of bed. Feel panic when the stew that has been prepared with all your love and for his love, it will not be to the liking of his love, and consequently, that incite a discussion without meaning, but brutally violent. All the times that Nicholas must attend, for work, those meetings of intellectuals, and that always end up in alcoholic guateque is scared.
Those celebrations that today already concluded in the precious and androgen face of Julia, in their small, fragile limbs, in his velvety back, now exempt from neatness. and your whole soul. Julia has gone live this divine literary fear aroused by the letters of Poe, to feel genuine AWE only in the presence of his beloved love. But Julia wants him, and is obstinate about it. Always tells me want that to him until the end of their lives, come what may. Is of the kind which received Workover. And even though sometimes it says that it does not support you; Julia follows exonerating him, Julia forgives him, Julia is always based on your unique, dreamlike belief: in love. In the excessive love that wanders for many years now. And you know, because it is not stupid, but he also knows that if the story is revealed, you will lose the most important person in his life. Fascinating stories counter has today become the main protagonist of the most chilling of all.