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What then?
“Rosa, for goodness’ sake, stop overthinking things,” Orazio clips and I snap out of it.
“Why are you pacing?”
“Well, you said she might have amnesia now,” he throws his hands in the air.
“And you said I shouldn’t pace,” I grunt.
“I can’t help my pacing, Maria is like a second mom to me, and if she has amnesia that will be too tragic for everyone, but most especially him because he just moved from one chaotic phase to another.”
I open my mouth to say something but I swallow my words back when Benedetto walks out smiling.
“Is she well?” I stand and Benedetto nods, his smile broadening.
“She is alive, I told you she is well and without amnesia,” Orazio shrieks and walks to Benedetto to hug him tightly.
“Amnesia?” Benedetto cocks his eyebrow at me and I give a tight-lipped smile.
“Orazio pulls away from the hug and jumps slightly, celebrating.
“We fucking did it,” he slaps Benedetto on the chest and Benedetto laughs softly.
“You can say that again,” he winks at me. “We did it, Rosaline,” he walks to me and opens his arms for me to come to him and I do it so quickly he almost stumbles back.
No baby, just Rosaline.
Is this how goodbyes feel?
I thought we had an understanding.
I can’t even call this a heartbreak because technically he never asked me out. We were two adults who decided to keep messing around. Or he decided to mess with me.
Oh, shut up.
Who am I kidding?
I liked it twice as much from the very first day. I wanted it after that. I craved it without even knowing. And now that I want to keep it, like every good thing I have had the pleasure of experiencing, it’s short-lived.
I embrace him like I want our bodies to melt together so I can’t tell where his body starts and where mine ends. I want to compress his heart into my chest and run away with it asa souvenir for the moments with him. Because every day after today is numbered.
“I will stay with her in the hospital, you two can go back and get Evelyn to make something for her. She said she wants spicy soup,” Benedetto runs his hands down my back and I untangle from the embrace.
“Spicy soup coming right up,” I giggle, trying to hide my hurt.
I want to be here with him, not go to Evelyn and tell her to make spicy soup. I want to spend the night with him if he wants to spend it here in the clinic. But he is not giving me that option.
“I’ll come back with Evelyn,” Orazio offers.
“I can come back too, that’s if you want,” I add.
“I want to spend the night alone with my mother, it’s been forever, and also, I want you both to get a good night's rest, it’s needed. We have worked hard for this and we should celebrate,” he smiles mildly.
“Of course,” I swallow the bitter taste of rejection, “You should spend time with her and I need to sleep anyway,” I smile at him.
“I’ll bring a board game for you two, and your sketchbook,” Orazio slaps him on the chest again but softer this time. “Damn, sugar cup, that’s somebody you have there.”
“Get out,” Benedetto clips and Orazio laughs.
