A few weeks had passed, and as it was getting too usual lately, every time Edna out to do something, someone knocked on the front door.
Samuel already intuited, so he walked slowly and with little desire to the door and he opened it. His assumptions were correct.
- Hi Samuel- Smiled a girl when saw him.
- ¿Again here?- Snort, crossing his arms- ¿Do not you have a life?
- Yes… You…- She tried to touch him, but he pulled away, with sour look.
- Enough- He said- ¿When you will stop bothering?
- When you leave the fat of your wife.
- Don't call her like that...
The girl entered the house unannounced, walking down the hall, with her voluptuous body, young, tight clothing and the face of evil angel.
- ¡Hey!- Drake tried to stop her- ¡You! ¡Stop!
- I already told you, my name is Juliet... Sam...- She looked at him seductively.
- And I I told, I give a shit as you call. Stop following me, stop coming to my house, stop bothering us.
- Oh please… ¿You know? Sometimes I hear you scream when you have sex with your cow wife. If she can do that, imagine that can be with me.
- You do not interest me, understand it. Even if you're the most beautiful women, you do not interest me. I'm married- He showed the ring on his finger- ¿You see?
- You did not the wedding, so it's not official...- She smiled, evilly- I have time.
- I'll ask for a restraining order against you... I can not stand you. And much less tolerate that you can put offensive nicknames my wife or try to destroy ours.
- ¿Why do not you say to her, beautiful?
- Why you're not worth the cost of saliva.
- I will give you an cost of saliva- She got too close.
Juliet kissed clumsily, taking his shirt. He put his hands on her shoulders, trying her away, but she did not relent. The condemned she had clung to him like a tick.
A sound on the floor, close to the door, distracted Juliet enough to allow Sam shake her off.
They both looked at the door, with opposite feelings.
Edna was standing, as a statue, bag with supplies falling on the floor and scattered around the place. The eyes wide, slightly pale.
Juliet smirked and she took advantage Shaareim looked too shocked, to pass close her and go, not without see her eyes.
Edna looked her, as she was the great ghost of his life, and then she looked which was supposed to be her future husband, maybe as pale as she.
- E-Edy- Drake half reacted- Edy... No... It's not what it seems…
- You…- She mumbled, before taking her head- God...
- Sweetie…
Edna's cheeks automatically they dialed with dense grooves tears
-No… no…- He tried to approach- My love, no... Let me explain...
- No…- She turned away.
- Let's talk, please…- He begged- Let me explain...
- I can't... No...
The woman walked to a cabinet and clumsily she pulled out a small purse she had for urgent cases, with documents and money.
- Edna...- He stretched out his hand to her.
- I need to be alone- She sobbed.
The woman quickly left home, leaving him behind, standing, with the soul out of his body.
The initial horror gently was getting away from him, and putting in place the worst of the distresses. He looked up slightly, to see the golden ring to Edna on the cabinet.
He took it, with a pain in his chest impossible to control. The woman in his life had removed the ring. Their relationship had completely screwed.
Drake sat on the floor, feeling impossible to stop. He covered his face with his hands, as he began to mourn loudly, calling her in sobs.
Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang in the house of Nathan and Elena. The young Drake walked calmly and he opened the door.
- ¡Hey! ¡Edna!- He greeting, happily.
However he stopped. She looked horrible. Red eyes, the mood on the ground.
- ¿Edna? ¿What? ¿What happen?
-Is… nothing…- She tried to look a better state- I… ¿Can I use… the bathroom?
- Yes... of course... come in…- He let her go.
He watched her walk quickly to the bathroom and he began to worry. His calculation, that only two things could leave her so affected: that something bad had happened to his brother, or their relationship. This seemed to be the last of the two.
Nathan immediately walked to the back garden, is looking for his wife, who was hanging clothes.
- Elena…- He took her arm- Is Edna.
- ¿What?- She looked at him- ¿What's up?
- She just came in, is in the bathroom… I think they broke or something... She is very bad...
- Oh God…- She sighed, sad.
- ¡Gosh!- He realized something- ¡Sam! Listen, stay with her, I have to go see Sam, before he committing suicide or something...
- Go. I got this…
Nathan left home as a light. His brother should be totally destroyed.
Elena went to the bathroom, hearing a cry sound below tap water. She gently knocked on the door.
- ¿Beautiful?- Elena said, with lovingly voice- ¿You're ok?
- No…- She moaned, behind the door.
- ¿You want to talk? ¿Tell me what happened?
- I…
- It's okay beautiful… Calm down…
- ¡She was the daughter of the neighbor!- She cried- ¡Sam not even opposed!
- Get out of there ¿You want?
- ¡I knew we would not last! ¡I knew I did not deserve him!
- Edna... Calm down... Breathe... Remember you are talking about Samuel, you know well ¿Do you think he could do something like that? ¿After all?
- I saw him…
- ¿Did he tell you something?
- He tried... But... I could not…
- You should give him a chance to explain it to you.
- Not today... no...
- Okay… tomorrow… ¿Do you want to get out of there? I'll make you a hot tea and I will prepare a place for you to stay today ¿Yes?
- Thanks but no… I'll go to… a hotel... I need to be alone... To cry... I do not want fuck your life...
- All become clear tomorrow, I promise.
Shaareim walked slowly out of the bathroom, with haggard face and eyes downcast. She hardly mumbled a "thank you" to Elena before leaving.
In the hotel room, she cried for hours, hugging herself, feeling his heart was torn.