THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 47's. 307 Carlyle Avenue
"I'm afraid of heartbreak, because he's going back to Moscow. Even though he himself said he wasn't sure he'd be back,.."
"The issue of him going back to Moscow or not is a matter to deal with later. So now you're going to let yourself hold the empty wind, drowning in your own feelings like this. Isn't that so torturous? You guys like each other why is it so complicated?" Eliza asked me. Why must it be so complicated.
"Hmm.I don't know..I guess I'm afraid of heartbreak, but I want to be with her too, you're right I can't choose whether or not I'm going to fall in love with her.
"Being nearby is fun, right? Do you think he's been nice to you all this time."
"Yes, he's very nice."
"Then what are you waiting for? Minding someone is self-torturing, meet him, if you feel good being around him, tell him you like him. Why are you such a coward."
"At her side?"
"Isn't that what you want."
"If it's true he's leaving, won't I cry again."
"You'll also cry if you hold back a longing like this. Why don't you go talk about it first, you said he wasn't necessarily going to Moscow."
"So I have to see him..."
"Obviously you should see him more often, do you want to miss him in silence. It was stupid and self-torturing. You two like each other. Love will find a way to be together."
I'm chin-backed thinking. Eliza and Gillian also go through various things to be together. Maybe Alexsey and I can finally be together. I don't want to move to Moscow.
Love will find a way to be together. Did ya? Maybe I was worrying too much too early? Maybe I can persuade him not to go.
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307 Avenue Carlyle,
Kurada I can't manage with whom I'm going to fall in love.
This weekend after closing the boutique I don't know where to go, it's still six in the afternoon and I ended up in this neighborhood, it's not too far from my boutique.
I drove slowly through his house before I was startled by the horn behind me. I looked in the rear view. That sedan? Isn't that Alexsey's car.
Damnit. Right, it's Alexsey's car with his bodyguard. He tracked me down on the side. He may be the car I used to carry. Why is this so embarrassing,...
"That's right you? Why don't you come in?" He lowered the glass and asked.
"I was just passing by, I was at a friend's house on Portland Avenue, '." I mentioned the street of my brother's friend's house I know here. I don't even know where it is, my brain just works making up why I'm stranded here.
"Because you've been here for a while. Let's roll in front. Follow me." And I had to follow him now, why would I be caught with such shame.
"What a coincidence, you should have told me you were here. Come on in." He obviously seems happy that I'm here. I followed him inside awkwardly.
"I'm afraid to bother you."
"I was hoping you'd be here when you said my home address. Your shop's not far from here."
I entered the spacious house. He immediately invited me into the family room that feels homey with the smell of cooking from the kitchen.
"I'm not bothering you."
"Not necessarily. Have you had dinner?" He didn't even ask me why I could feel in front of his house, maybe he didn't care and thought it was a fun coincidence.
"Not yet."
"Then dinner here okay, I'll cook for you?"