It was the spring of 2020. A pandemic of a new deadly virus has spread around the world. Self-isolation was imposed in order to preserve the health of mankind .. Every day more and more people fought the infection, some unfortunately failed .. We live in technological times and people contact Huvat through social networks.
Which to some extent saves the plight of the population due to the quarantine imposed on them. Quarantine imposed in the spring.
It was an evening ... she is married, has a child and a home, and everything a modern woman can dream of. All that was missing was love, the real love that burns you burn you to ashes and makes you live in your own world ... without anything material ... but spiritual, warm, and shaking!
The phone was part of everyday life because it was distracting with friends through internet calls. She looked that there was a new subscriber who wanted to contact her, she agreed to think ... inexplicably to this day. Talks began entirely in a humorous style, discussing the situation in the world and nothing serious. For days the conversations on the Internet became more frequent ... they became more personal, more intimate and real!
The man sitting in front of her really understood her appreciated the humor and the beauty and ... later on, phone conversations started.
Everything was amazing .. they had their world .. the one they dreamed of, they longed for each other without even having met before .. they dreamed about it! About when they saw each other for the first time, for the first sight face to face, for the first hug ... for the kiss and for the love that had ignited with full force. In front of her sat the fear of the future .. so she is married and could not swallow the betrayal of her own husband. .. he was her air, light, and water! They couldn't stop, they didn't want to, and they shouldn't have. It was too late, their souls living for each other and seeing no way to walk without each other.
The thirst for the love they had given them the courage, despite the betrayal, to continue and believe that even if it was wrong, they would live every second together. Feelings flooded them, at high tide. They admitted to themselves that what they had was stronger than anything they had ever dreamed of. In love and cremated .. sinful, but clean and not broken .. they walked day after day in the footsteps of love .. illuminating the road, the leaves, the grass, and the flowers around them .. And they had not yet looked at each other.
Their souls lived in one, their hearts were beating in one ... they were looking at a sky, some stars and in fact so close, but really far. Are you really wondering? It was real and unique, if the world knew about them, you would envy them, but they quietly hid their love .. because happiness loved silence.
To be continued.
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bunniibumm answered · July 13, 2020
Dumb.
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juliabeautiful answered · July 13, 2020
Some people don't know why they think that betrayal can look beautiful, that they write it instead of hiding it. A traitor cannot love, so this is the very opposite of love. A truly loving person cannot betray anyone at first. Because love clears every person who has experienced it, and you cannot be pure for someone and behave like a traitor for another. Whether it was for the "prose" section or there is a hint of reality, it is really poorly described, and for the history of the text it is clear what I think.
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boby_melissa answered · July 13, 2020
Total nonsence. Your poor family.
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mikewate answered · July 13, 2020
Author, something very important is missing in your head. You think you're going to enchant the people here with your nonsense. How long will such stupid stories be published? Number 2 told you very well. You are not good for a meaningful narrator. Something is really missing in your head.
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xinnocence94x answered · July 13, 2020
Traitors? Betrayal? Who betrayed whom?
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jay98jay answered · July 14, 2020
It looks like graphomaniacal exercises to me during a pandemic. That it promises a sequel ...
In case something is true, some unshakable dash bride tries to imagine the itching between the legs for love in the soul.