The boiling hot sun were shining on the JFK airport in New York at 4 PM. Almost nobody from the terminal looked out the windows on the rushing traffic of big planes outside except some curious children and a certain woman who on the other hand watched it with sadness in her eyes. Her name was Betty Suarez.
The past month she hadn't felt anything but guilt. That was the only feeling she knew nowadays. It had started with Henry rushing between New York and Tucson to be with her in the same time he had to plan for his baby. She had felt guilty because she had distracted him from it. After that she felt guilt for avoiding Gio because that's what Henry wanted. Then she felt guilt for hanging out with Gio without telling Henry about it. But what choice did she had? She would hurt either of them in both ways.
Then she felt guilt for almost rushing into a new relationship in the same minute Henry moved to Tucson permanently after the babys arrival. Then she felt guilty for having feelings for another guy. Gio. She had been trying to avoid the thought of that she actually wanted to be with him by saying they were in some kind of "exploring phase". What was all that about? Now it sounded really lame in her head. She had only said that because she didn't want to rush things with Gio in the same time she didn't want to lose him.
Now she was guilty for hurting both Henry and Gio by not choosing either of them. She had felt too pushed. The decision had been impossible to make. After that dream she had on the ground in the middle of that softball game – then she just had it. It's was too much for her.
But somehow she now stood at the airport. But she wasn't with Gio or Henry. She was with Daniel and Daniel Jr. She had decided to go to Paris
with them. She had felt that was the best she could do. She had to solve some things with herself. She was exhausted. It had been such a burden to be feeling things for two guys at the same time. And it was also the right thing to do. It was the only right thing to do for the guys. Even if they had said they just wanted to know whom she would choose.
All of these things had been running through her head the days after the softball game. She had locked herself into her room just lying under a pillow. But now when she stood there at the airport with Daniel and his son, something still felt awfully wrong. Like she hadn't made the right choice at all – which she had though as soon as this morning. Daniel had even said she made the right choice by going with him for vacation in France. Her family hadn't said anything to her surprise. They said they didn't want to get involved with her choice. But Hilda got a weird look on her face when Betty told them her final decision. But she refused to speak her mind. So Betty just left.
"Hey Betty, here's your sandwich!" someone suddenly said by her ear and she almost jumped off the floor. Daniel and his son were suddenly by her side. Daniel reached out a sandwich with a smile. She just stared at it. A sandwich. She wanted to cry. First of all, she didn't have the appetite at all and that freaked her out. Two, the sandwich reminded her of Gio and that just made her heart beat faster, and that even freaked her out more. She actually stood there thinking of him. She had promised herself to not think about either him or Henry. If she would ever think of one of them, she would defiantly think about Henry. But now it was Gio. She didn't give
Henry a single thought. She didn't even miss him. Now she was really freaked out. What the hell was wrong with her?
"I don't want it." She pushed the sandwich away. Daniel looked a bit chocked.
"Why? Betty, are you okay?" He looked at her like he thought she was really sick. She felt sick, but not really physically. She looked at Daniel with some tears filled in her eyes. She couldn't stop it. Just the thought of Gio was like pushing the on-button in a tearfactory.
"I don't know Daniel."
Daniel lent the sandwich to Daniel Jr who immediately started to eat on it before he took Betty by her arm and sat her down.
"What is it?" he asked when he sat down by her side. She looked at him by the time she let the tears pop out and role down her blossomed cheeks.
"I was so sure this was the right thing to do. To go with you, to take a break from all of the madness. But now it doesn't feel anything but wrong."
Daniel got that sad look on his face she really didn't want in this moment. It made her cry even more.
"What do you think is right then? Maybe nothing feels right now? Maybe you should give it some time."
Daniel sounded really smart and supporting and surprisingly his advice sounded really clever. But unfortunately she didn't think it would work any good.
"Time can heal many things, but it can't help me making the right decision."
Daniel gave it a small smile in the same time he looked sad.
"What if someone did it for you?"
She looked a bit questioning on him.
"Maybe you can't make this decision yourself."
She shrugged her shoulders. It did make kind of sense.
"Well, who?"
Daniel now shrugged his own shoulders. "Maybe I can as your friend?"
Betty nodded. Man, it would be a whole lot better if someone did that hard job. It would make it a whole lot of easier. Because she really trusted Daniel as a friend. She trusted him for knowing what was best for her. In this moment she felt you couldn't even choose what kind of soda she would order, so how would she ever be able to make such a big decision?
"I stand by what I said earlier…"
Betty tried to remember but didn't.
"I think you should go to Rome and be with Gio who really loves you."
Betty gasped. She didn't see that coming.
"I know Henry loves you too. But not like that. I've watched Gio with you for a long time. He's been more caring for you and more romantic than Henry will ever be. Just think about your birthday. He did try to make it like you wanted. Henry hadn't even planned of doing such a thing for you. You had to make the dinner reservations by yourself for god sake!"
Betty just sat there with her mouth wide open. She was in a chock.
"I think you've been blind all of this time. You've done everything in your power to think that Henry is the man of your dreams. But in fact, the man of your dreams has been there all along, in the sandwich guy."
