Segment #14
Veronica hadn't worn makeup for a long time now, except for a quick and light make up for work, so she had to try several times before being able to get used to the black eye liner she used to love to use so much.
- This is a bad idea.- She kept repeating it, while looking at herself in the mirror and she put on eye shadow, then mascara and finally a red lipstick. She kept saying it too as she styled her wavy hair into a side braid. She fell silent only when she found herself in front of the wardrobe.
What should I wear for my first date with Sam?
Deciding what to wear was far more difficult than just putting on makeup.
When Sam arrived, she had just finished getting ready.
- This is a bad idea. - Veronica murmured as she entered the car.
-Oh come on don't be so pess ...- Sam didn't finish speaking, he didn't succeed, not when he turned around and saw her. If he had met her on the street he would hardly have recognized her. The red dress she was wearing left her legs uncovered, on which his gaze lingered perhaps more than necessary. Her makeup brought out her beautiful fine features, starting from her tiny nose to her full lips. Wow, she was stunning.
- I know, I'm a knockout- Veronica winked at him, then laughed. She didn't think she was beautiful at all, but Sam wasn't of the same opinion as her.
When he had "recovered," he finally spoke.
- And you have no idea about it.- he whispered, before starting the car.
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The music echoed around them, but it wasn't annoying, quite the contrary. The two could easily talk, sitting at the counter of the club.
She saw people dancing, laughing, having fun.
- Say you're having fun! - said Sam.
-Ok, ok...just a little bit...-Veronica laughed as she spoke and Sam understood that she was as tipsy as ever.
He looked at her for a few moments. Veronica was radiant, alcohol had made her uninhibited and happy, certainly it was a momentary happiness, but she still deserved to have fun without thinking of anything else.
After a while, Veronica felt observed.
- Why are you looking at me?-she asked at one point.
Sam didn't quite know what to say at first.
- Youāre beautiful. -It was the truth, he didn't regret having said it, just like Veronica, she didn't regret having asked.
They smiled at each other, having nothing else to say to each other, he had already said enough that sentence.
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The sun beat down on her hair, warming her face face. Veronica had been running for more than half an hour without stopping, darting among the people that she barely noticed and running away from thoughts of her that slowly became only a distant echo.
She had always liked running, once upon a time she loved to do it almost every day. It helped her to release tension, to relax, not to think. Not thinking was just what she needed right now.
She had stopped shortly after her marriage with Abhay, who didn't like the idea of her running. Now finding herself there in that park, with her feet slapping on the grass, was like revenge for her, a way of saying: guess what, Abhay, I'll go running whenever I want!
It was a beautiful feeling: after a long time in her life, she felt really content.
Since she woke up in the morning, all she could think about was the kiss she shared with Sam when they came back at her apartment.
That kiss tasted of alcohol, but also of passion, sweetness and above all the desperate need to hold on to something, someone. She had a taste of lust and desire. When they parted, they both missed each other's lips.
Walking at a brisk pace, she returned to her own neighborhood, slowing down slightly as she noticed a woman fiddling with the intercoms in her building.
She walked past her, giving her a slight curious look. She looked familiar to her.
-Excuse me, I'm looking for a woman ... - It was when the woman spoke to her and their eyes met that suddenly Veronica recognised her.
She was her ex mother in law! Kangana Mehta! She looked so worried with eyes full of tears!
-Abhay couldnāt get hold of you and he called me!ā¦I am so sorry!ā¦. Shweta and Sai are no more! -
And just like that, her happy world crumbled once again!
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