Ignorant Namoradas.
The afternoon light cut through the room where Liz, Mili and I lived. What was supposed to be a home became a field of exclusion. For two weeks now, I have felt like a ghost; They absorbed themselves in an intimate and secret world, ignoring my every question with cold rejections. Liz, a calm and organized psychologist, takes care of the house with a romantic zeal that now does not seem to include me. Your mini office is your refuge, but your silence is my punishment. Mili, an outgoing and messy architect, works with me in our engineering office, but at home she locks herself in Liz's arms. I've been sitting on the floor for an hour, pretending to watch TV, but the noises of their kisses on the couch behind me are impossible to ignore. I feel depressed, watching Mili's excitement and Liz's serenity merge into a secret that erases me. I am the third element of a triangle that has decided to turn a straight line between the two, leaving me alone in the dim light of our own room, just watching. Continue from here
About Ignorant Namoradas.
The afternoon light cut through the room where Liz, Mili and I lived. What was supposed to be a home became a field of exclusion. For two weeks now, I have felt like a ghost; They absorbed themselves in an intimate and secret world, ignoring my every question with cold rejections. Liz, a calm and organized psychologist, takes care of the house w...Read more