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‘Why?’ All her shyness and bashfulness disappeared. Vic was fed up with that that she couldn’t understand. ‘Mr. Dogmanov, I just wa

The man was serious. His Adam’s apple nervously spasmodic moves and that was the only part of his body which moved in any way.

‘Your sudden changes sometimes throw me off my stride. Honestly. A half an hour ago you were about to cry but now here is a cocky and fearless girl. You surprise me.’

Victoria cast down the eyes. She gave a little time to herself to calm down. Due to the fact, that she didn’t understand herself, aggression appeared which Vic forgot to control completely. Why the hell did she decide that the country manager had to answer to her?

‘I’m sorry.’

‘Oh no, don’t be! This is not what I wanted to hear.’

‘Really, I’m sorry. It’s true something happens to me sometimes and I become unbearable.’

‘Victoria, please…’

‘We should go, Mr. Dogmanov. We both have to be at work. I’d like to finish my sketches… actually, to start them. And… Forgive my provocative behaviour. I must learn to control my emotions.

The girl rose up, Gregory jumped up at once. He didn’t want to finish the conversation, but he couldn’t make her. Doubtlessly he was glad that Victoria came to herself finally. Gregory didn’t have any ideas that Vic had some intentions to blub with him but the meticulous spirit of his mother, demanding to leave her son alone, a

Victoria liked speaking with Gregory indeed. What was special about it? He was an intelligent and clever man, who was always good-looking and smelled cool. He was sometimes unobtrusive and even a little bit shy. His speech was good and grammatically right. Victoria didn’t miss any minus while she spoke to him but only the one. That exact morning Gregory came into her office and started talking incoherent nonsense, Vic suspected that their friendship wasn’t the topic of the conversation. But what could she do? To dismiss? She didn’t like it. She decided not to think about it and put the things into her head when they came. Until Gregory a

Victoria was walking with lowered eyes, being afraid of seeing something unusual and strange. She didn’t want to see anything like this. She hated all the mysterious and mystical, that had attracted her before. Sometimes it was unbearable. But she still kept on considering Kharon to be from another world was the best and the strangest that could have ever happened to her. That wouldn’t be a problem if now Victoria admitted that the attendant circumstances were really complicated.

Vic was on her way to the metro, pressing the red package firmly in her hand. It seemed to her to be radiating the warmth of her beloved man and she could feel him at whole. She thought about nothing but walked aloofly to the entrance to the tube.

People went towards her whom Vic tried not to see. Obviously, people didn’t want to see her neither and in several seconds someone pushed the girl. Victoria in her fright jumped away and stared at the offender indignantly.

‘It’s a really small world.’ She said in surprise looking at the man.

‘Vic?’ he smiled. ‘What a meeting! How on earth did you get here?’

‘Hi, Daniel. I work here. What’re you doing here?’

‘Business.’ He answered modestly, carefully studying the girl.

The dark-olive eyes were looking at his face and the recollections of the time Daniel and she had spent together were streaming through her memories. It was a great time! Victoria lifted up the corner of her lips, feeling her memory digging the past, bringing in sentiments. Smiles. Laugh. Night walks. The first love confession. His love and cares. Worry. Tears of happiness and grief. Meeting with parents. Confusion and shame. The first sexual experience. Suspiciousness. Victoria stopped smiling. Remembering her bed scenes with Daniel she understood those two years had been so dull and languid. She remembered Daniel being awkwardly selfish in bed. He was just pathetic.

The breeze, coolly, touched and made a mess with her hair, without caring the girl’s attempts to order the curls. She screwed up her nose, twisted around trying to catch the direction the wind was blowing in. She pursed her lips and narrowed the eyes but kept on staring at Daniel.

‘Why are you looking at me like this?’ Vic asked, hooded the head.

‘It’s been a half of the year passed, hasn’t it? You’ve been changed so much since I saw you last time, like it’d been past several years…’

‘How can you say like this?’ Vic smiled.

‘How?’ the young man smiled back. ‘I got used to see you to be so… modest, perhaps shy and now I see a very self-confident girl. Ambitious and cocky…and beautiful.’

Daniel got confused not understanding why he spoke all those things, but he was telling the truth.

‘Well, that’s a good change,’ Vic took a sigh, ‘Ok then, Daniel, it’s nice to meet you but I’d like to go home. I’m tired a bit.’

‘I wish you hadn’t been in a hurry,’ Daniel said sorrowfully and took the girl by the hand.

The darkness hit Vic’s eyes, making them close and her hand instinctively squeezed the man’s one. The smell of alcohol, spirit. Cigarette smoke. Tears. Terrible male tears. Desperation. Self-reproach. A woman. Another one. Some unfamiliar faces. Fuss and fuss around. Work record was at home in dust. Hopelessness. All the faces were tuned away. They were laughing. The car was sold. His mother. Her warm hands and invaluable help…

‘You’ve been dismissed!’ Victoria whispered hypnotizingly still holding the young man’s hand.

‘How did you get it?’ Daniel shouted in his fright and pulled his hand.

‘What?’ Vitoria came back to reality from her uncontrolled state.

‘The last time you were telling me about the woman who I saw almost for the first time in my life. Now you’re telling me about my work which you’re not supposed to have known about!’

‘I gotta go, really!’ the girl quickly took steps forward, having realized that she had made a mistake again.

‘Vic!’ Daniel called.

But the girl intently rushed forward having no wish to speak with anyone. She heard her name for several times, but she didn’t turn to him.

Being on the moving stair Victoria, lost in the crowd, desired for getting home quickly, unexpectedly found herself in a man’s arms. She felt a relief when she understood her be in Kharon’s ones.

‘It’s been a horrible day,’ she sighed with a smile on her lips, pressing herself to the man. ‘What’re you doing here? We agreed to meet at home, didn’t we?’

‘Aren’t you happy to see me now?’

‘You know the answer.’

‘I do, that’s why I’m really surprised why I see astonishment and even the touch of rebuke, as you get used to speak, instead of enjoyment?’ he smiled, taking the girl aside. ‘I’m here because I’ve been worrying that I would see you not as soon as I want.’

‘Why?’ Vic was surprised again.

‘Well you’ve had meetings with your worshippers the whole day. The blonde guy, your ex-lover, who has realized only today the loss of you. Your man whom you always go to cafes with and who’s always sticking in your office and he has barely beaten off his tongue, begging himself not to kiss you.’

‘I know nothing about it.’

‘I do.’

Vic looked at him. There was a smiling face covered with a malignant mask. His eyes were empty and overwhelmed with indifference. The girl took a sigh when she understood that the demon still had no feelings. He did his work in a cold-mind way.

‘You’re squeezing the stone so strong. Can’t you really hear it screaming with pain? I didn’t think you’re so heartless!’