Broken Brakes 13

Laila sat on the wicker chair, in her balcony, and closed her eyes. She had so much to think! She can't take off her mind the images of her meeting with Ray. His hand on her wrist, their beating hearts...

Her mind wanders off to those magical places, where dreams always come true...

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The voices startles her. She opens her eyes and tries to discern where they come from. ... Underneath the balcony. Ray's and another woman's. Who could that be ? She stays still and listens intently, to the chat below.

'It would be wonderful, darling ! You, me, and the wilderness ! All the world to ourselves ! ' The woman sounds excited and happy.

'Yeah! And It's what I need most urgently ! To relax and enjoy. A de-stress journey to happiness...And with you , my dear !' Ray's voice sounds tender and excited as well.

Laila feels the pang of jealousy. She closes her eyes again. She is hurt, but she knows this was expected to happen. Ray was a man. Single and free. And he was in love it seems. Laila tries to focus on the conversation again, and leaves aside her feelings.. Or she tries.

'We can go on Wednesday and come back on Monday . That will give us plenty of time to know each other better !' The woman sighs and let go a muffled chuckle.

' We've been knowing each other better for a month ,now ! I think I know all I have to know about you! And I love you !... We've been together for almost a month now! Do you realise that ? Such an eternity ! Wow ! Ha ha ha !' Ray laughs playfully.

'Oh you dumb ass ! Ha ha.. Please ! ...Ha ha ha ! The crystal laugh hurts Laila's ears and her whole self is shaken and wounded. That laugh ! Unmistakable !

Laila feels the heat of fury, burning her guts. It's not possible ! Not her ! Oh please ,God ! Tell me I'm in the middle of a nightmare !

Now silence is what hurts her.The silence of love. They must be kissing. Laila can't help herself, stands up and leans over the rail.

Ray and Ara are kissing passionately, his hands all over her. Ara's body looks lax and desirable in his strong arms. While enjoying this long and almost obscene kiss, Ara opens her eyes, and looks up. Her eyes meet Laila's, who didn't have the time to hide. With the lift of an eyebrow and a hand on Ray's butt, she winks at Laila with mockery.

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