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"Get. Out."
    "Who was the man
you were talking to earlier?" The words broke forth before he had time to
think about the can of worms he was opening.
    For the second time
that day, her face was peppered in confusion because of him. "What are you
talking about?"
    "I arrived a few
moments after you did this afternoon and you were talking and laughing with
another man. Who was he?"
    "You mean Dean? The assistant manager?"
    "Why were you
talking to the assistant manager?"
    "I greet
everybody there. I've basically become a permanent guest, it's common courtesy for people with manners. Something I've recently discovered you
lack."
    "I
thought…"
    "That I sleep
with anybody because I fucked you after our ten-minute encounter" she
whispered as tears fell down her cheeks.
    He felt like a
complete asshole. He had misjudged the situation completely. "Val…"
    "Why didn't you
just ask me?"
    Why hadn't he asked?
How could he explain that he was emotionally inept and had never felt jealousy
over a woman, let alone learnt how to manage that spectrum of emotion. "I don't know. I was just so angry after
seeing you two."
    "We said we
would talk about things that make us uncomfortable. Why didn't you just ask
me?" Her voice shook with emotion.
    "I'm sorry"
he pulled her into his arms even though she fought him. Eventually, she gave up
and cried into his chest. He had hurt her. Her pain was painted through the wet
spots her tears created on his shirt. Picking her up, he carried her to the bed
and put her down. Taking off his shoes and jacket he climbed in next to her.
Her back was turned to him, but he was not blind to the sobs that wracked her
body. Pulling her towards him, he forced her to meet his gaze. She shut her
eyes in an attempt to shut him out. He wouldn't allow her to. He kissed her
tears, tasting her salt-stained cheeks on his lips, along with it, he swallowed the tang of his own regret. "I'm so
sorry," he whispered into her ear. "I won't do it again." After
a few minutes of holding her, she stopped crying and her breathing had almost
returned to normal.
    "You need to
grow the fuck up. For a thirty-year-old man, you behave like a child."
    Looking into her
eyes, he continued to stroke her soft cheek with his calloused thumb. No one
had ever talked to him that way. On all accounts she was right, so he swallowed
his pride and allowed the words of her censure. "I'm sorry."
    Soon afterwards, she
fell asleep but Vlad stayed awake. He never wanted to see her like this again
because of him. He had to do better. He had to become a better man if he wanted
to stay with her.
    ˜ζ˜
    Waking up with a
start Vlad realised that he had fallen asleep. The dream felt so real. The pang
in his chest and his erection were a testament to that – he needed her back. It
was that day that he knew on an unconscious level, even though he wasn't ready
to admit it to himself, that Valerie was his. She ruled him without even
realising the kind of hold she had on him. After that little episode, he had
endured her silent treatment as his punishment for a few days. He had blown
things out of proportion and punished her for his error in judgement He had
promised to do better from then on and he had. He would continue to do so when
she was back in his arms.
    It was now morning
and he checked his phone for the time. The screen read 9 AM and his notification showed a new message from Andrei. His brother would be arriving
in the early afternoon. He got out of the bed to freshen up and head to the
airport. Even though the wait would be a long one, it was better than sitting
in the big empty house that had become a constant reminder of what he had lost.

Chapter Three
     
    The wait was
torturous but Vlad stood by the decision he had made to leave the house.
Anything was better than being in the place that housed Val's essence. He could
smell her on the pillows as he went to bed. When he went to their bathroom he
was met with her cosmetics and toiletries. When he opened the