Chapter 25 (Proposal)

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THERE WAS AN AWKWARD SILENCE...

-This is our garden, dear Diana!! - he finally spoke

-I don't care whose garden it is, it won't change my feelings for you...

-ARGH!!! Why do you have to be so difficult??!!! Can't you see that I'm doing this for your own good?!!!

-For your own happiness... - I answered

-You dare to talk back to me??!!!!

-If you had ever loved me, which you never did, you wouldn't have left France!!!! YOU GAVE ME UP YOU MORAN!!!!! - I blurted out, with no idea what would happen next...

-"No..." he lowered his gun

-Yes, asshole...! You didn't care about anything that day... - I took a deep breath, - Eliot, you didn't love me!!! YOU DIDN'T EVEN SAY GOODBYE TO ME!!! - I wiped my tears with my free hand

-Oh, Diana... What a merciless fate!! - Eliot came closer to me

-Don't!! - I shouted back

-Your eyes are as full of sorrow as your mother's!!! -he  touched my curly hair

-You don't know my mother!! I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT HER!!! - I said, ignoring his hands stroking my head

-Strange, isn't it?!!!! - Eliot said, grinning at me, - If I have prepared this "case" correctly, you should remember that ...? - he questioned me, savoring every moment of awkwardness that was pushing him and me further apart.

-...SHE'S STILL ALIVE!!! - I CRIED, - YOU MONSTER!!! How dare you raise your hand against my mother???!!!!!

-MONSTER is a rather too strong word, don't you think, darling...? - he smiled

-"But that describes you perfectly, asshole!!!!" I replied

ELIOT HAD FINALLY SHUT UP.

I SAW THE FEAR AND ANXIETY IN HIS EYES!! HE WAS AFRAID OF LOSING ME!!!! THIS IS WHERE HIS WEAKNESS LIES...

THE FIGURE OF THE WOMAN AT THE END OF THE GARDEN GREW BIGGER AND BRIGHTER. FOR SOME REASON I SENSED THAT AN ANGEL WAS COMING, SENT BY GOD. THANK YOU. NEVER GIVE UP DIA... NEVER!!!

THE STRANGER WAS, PERHAPS 60-65 YEARS OLD...? WEARING SHABBY CLOTHES...

OH NO... NOT THIS. I'M NOT READY TO SEE HER.

THE LADY'S EYES FINALLY BECAME AS BRIGHT AS THEY WERE ON NEW YEAR'S DAY.

THE OLD WOMAN, FULL OF SPARKLES AND COURAGE, MOVED FORWARD, GETTING YOUNGER AND YOUNGER WITH EVERY STEP. WHO COULD'VE CAST A SPELL ON HER??!!!!

I KNEW THE ANSWER MYSELF.

SHE'S HERE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!!! MOTHER...

-MAMA!! - I smiled with my eyes. THANK GOD!!! You're still alive!! - I hugged her, - I thought you were dead... - I broke the hug, looking her in the eyes, ignoring Eliot's presence.

-IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!! How did you escape from prison!!! - he yelled, demanding an explanation

-I have connections!! - she winked at me

-"WHAT OTHER FUCKING CONNECTIONS?!!!!!!" roared Eliot, losing his temper

-Let go, my daughter Eliot!! - she yelled, -  It's all OVER!!! Justice has prevailed!!!! - my mother boldly said

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