THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 102's. Decision 7's
"Eliz, can I go to your place for maybe a week." A month before my deadline I called Eliza.
"Of course you can, you want to come here, vacation or escape."
"Running away..." I told him I gave him three months to decide and even if I didn't say anything, that doesn't mean I won't take a firm stance after the deadline.
"So until now he hasn't given you an answer?"
"No, he treated me like shatterproof china porcelain, stockpiling me with so many presents that I thought he was trying to bribe me."
"Yes I think he really loves you, but the Moscow issue is a big deal for him. If he still doesn't talk, then he's trying to still compromise with you."
"I thought I'd cut ties with him, give us some distance, I'd force him to think yes or no. I've contacted my agent in Paris, I'll sign up for the runway again."
"You're doing the right thing I support you, come to DC. If you want to spend more time. I'm actually pregnant, ask Mom I need a chat buddy here." I was immediately surprised and pleased.
"really. Are you pregnant?"
"It's only been 8 weeks."
"Congratulations, dear Eliza, you'll have a baby soon. I'm happy for you, ahh. New niece again." I want to celebrate his joy with Mom of course. "General Gillian must be very happy."
"He really wanted this of course. I want to share this with you guys and I miss Mom's cooking." she laughed.
"I'll be there with Mom okay, wait for us."
The days passed quickly. I was afraid of what he decided, while he behaved like nothing had happened between us. She's still sweet, sometimes a little too busy, and lately being too attentive to me, maybe she wants me to change my request, but I'll stick to what I want, she said, I let him do what he wanted.
But a week before the deadline I felt it was time, he was going out of town tomorrow, and at the end of the next high I was going to Montreal, so this is the last time I'll talk to him at his house.
"Darling, I'm going to DC next week. Eliza's pregnant, me and Mom want to see her." I started my words with cold hands.
"Ohh that. Congratulations to him. Alright. I'll call him to congratulate him."
"Maybe I won't be back in Montreal for a while, you've got to take care of yourself."
I've decided, from D. C. I'm going to Paris, I'm going to take some work to forget about my troubles in Montreal. My business in Montreal is already taking care of, without my presence they would be fine.
Until now he has not given any decision, so I already know he objected to taking his position. So what I'm doing now is I'm gonna let go of everything. We'll forget each other.
It's okay, maybe our path is different.
"What do you mean I'm taking care of myself."
"You know what I mean." She shook her head.
"Moon, do you have to do this. We're not going to split up. You and I we'll find a way." He knows what I mean of course but he still doesn't bother me I want him to let go of Moscow not only because I don't want to go there but also the biggest safety problem of children in the past fore.
"Mafia Master, you don't have to feel guilty. If you can't be okay. Why you should be sad. We're just gonna get through it. One day you'll meet someone special, he'll be with you. I will find someone else, unlike you, but no one is perfect for each other. It hurts, but we'll live... We'll be friends with each other, however mafia friends it's profitable...." I chuckled, after months of crying preparing for this finally today I can say this willingly.