Chapter 46

Euniel
I wonder what Nicolas is playing. He knows full well that I'm in love with Muse, but he doesn't hesitate to court her. He gave me one of those urges to punch him in the face. Who does he think he is? I'm sure he saw me coming towards Muse and he got in my way. From there to hold out his dirty paws to him, which he calls his hand, to inviting him onto the dance floor. And Muse who doesn't push him away either. I watched them dance, my eyes full of jealousy and my heart swollen with anger. I can't imagine another man messing around with Muse. Yet I am generally a very balanced and temperate person. But when it comes to Muse, I lose total control. Just this idea can make me lose my mind. While I feel strong urges to go kick the ass to this traitor Nicolas, I feel a hand touch my shoulder. I turn around to see who that person is, and I realize it's Sandra. She's already starting to come out of my pores that one. I now have to find stratagems to get away from her, so she doesn't let go of a single sole. I look at her annoyed, when I hear her say to me
"You could at least pretend to be serene!"
"Sorry?" I ask her the question not knowing what she is talking about.
"We are in front of a crowd of people who have come to attend a party organized for you, and you, all you care about is running after a woman like a dog in heat?!" She resumes with an annoyed tone.
"Believe me, I have nothing to do with these guests and for your guidance, they are not there for me, but to ensure their professional interests."
"Maybe you're right, but what about me? Have you thought for a second about how I might feel about your attitude? You could at least pretend to. respect." Sandra tells me looking sad. She then turns on my heels. I remain motionless, watching her go without knowing how to react.
After Nicolas and Muse have finished dancing, they come out under my helpless gaze. I would so like to make myself as small as a mouse so I can follow them and see what they are going to do outside. Ah! I can imagine the punch I'm going to give to that traitor Nicolas, if by misfortune he tries to touch Muse. The rest of the evening passed in a very gloomy atmosphere for me. I was just brooding anger in my heart against Nicolas. How can he stab me in the back like that? Never mind, I'm going to hold him accountable on Monday. This is not behavior worthy of a friend.
Back home after this tiring evening, I had only one desire, to throw myself into my bed to rest quietly. But that was without counting on Sandra who, for her part, had a whole other program that was not going at all for my pleasure.
"You're proud of yourself, aren't you? You humiliated me tonight in front of this slut who doesn't even hesitate to flirt with two friends who consider themselves brothers!" She throws that in my face as soon as I close the door of the house. I turn to her a look that she is not about to forget. Just my look at her, she realizes she just screwed up. So I tell him in a rather serious voice
"You're lucky I don't hit women. Otherwise, you would have been punched in the face."
"Is it at this point?" She asks me with a surprised look.
"Whatever the subject of our arguments, I would ask you to be careful who you mention. Muse is not a slut, and besides, it is none of your business whether she is or not. I would advise you take care of your life!" I sum it up with severity.
"Insofar as it revolves around my future husband, that's up to me Sir! And then, stop defending her, she's nothing to you. I'm here, and we're getting married."
"If I were you, I'd keep quiet. Marriage is not a medical prescription." I tell her, then I turn my back on her, leaving her alone.
I go to my room, coated I enter the bathroom where I take a shower. While I'm in the shower, tonight's events come to mind. I can still see Muse standing in her dress. She was beautiful, like the only flower in the middle of a desert. Her beauty would make a nun deny her vows of chastity. Her dress drew her figure, showing off her curves that could turn the head of any well-built man. It took one look at her for everything around me to cease to exist. Muse had me hypnotized. Like a victim under an enchantment effect, I was carried towards my witch. Despite all the superhuman efforts that I had to make to resist her, despite the good resolutions that I had taken all week to resist her when I was facing her, all that fell and I found myself in front of her like a soldier on the battlefield, stripped of all his armor and at the mercy of his adversary. She just had to move her lips for mine to be drawn to them like a magnet is drawn to another magnet of a different pole. This kiss, it is simply inexplicable. I had dreamed of this kiss, I had imagined kissing it again, but it was far superior to anything I had idealized. My insides shook. It was just wow!
I leave the bathroom and I go to sleep on my back on my bed. This kiss can't leave my mind anymore. I think I just realized something important tonight. Despite the good intentions I may have with regard to Sandra, I must not hide my eyes. I do not like him. I still love Muse and I don't know if I'll ever be able to get her out of my head. If it had been possible, I think it would have been during those six years that she had been absent. To stay with Sandra is to make me unhappy and, by extension, to make her unhappy too. I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself if I see Muse with another man. This is simply impossible for me. And Sandra, just seeing her became unbearable for me. Yet she's a good girl who doesn't deserve me to hurt her like that. I need to play fair with her, and the sooner the better. In all these reflections on the ambiguities of my life, I still manage to find sleep under the influence of the fatigue of this evening.
The next morning, I wake up a bit late. This is normal, since I also slept quite late. During the day, I will go to my father's so that we can spend the rest of the afternoon with the family. From now on, I will have to spend the weekends with my father. This is what my father gave me as a condition for me to live alone. Indeed, he wanted me to move in with him. However, being used to living alone, I value my independence enormously and I did not want to move in with him. And so that we could build a father and son relationship, he found this formula to balance things out. Accordingly, I agree with this idea.
In the afternoon, I decide to go to my father as planned. But along the way, I fear how things will happen there. How will I be able to control myself against Muse? This girl has bewitched me, and I can't see myself resisting in front of her. Arrived at my father's, I am well received and directed to the garden where the whole family is seated around a barbecue. The atmosphere is quite friendly. I don't pray before going to sit on a chair. I throw a good evening to all and everyone answers me. I join the family, but without preventing myself from watching Muse from time to time. She is dressed in a floral trapeze dress and she is very beautiful inside. I can see that she is doing everything to avoid me. She takes the opposite direction to the side where I am, and she avoids my gaze too.
At some point, Muse exits to go inside the house. Some time later, I pretend to have a desire to go to the bathroom and I enter the house. I wait for him for about a minute, sitting in the living room. As soon as she gets off, I get up and rush towards her.
"What are you doing here? She throws at me when she sees me coming towards her direction. As any response, I capture her lips and kiss her passionately. I had missed her so much. This Last night's kiss had awakened the beast in me that had been sleeping all this time. It felt like I was starving and Muse is the only food I need, or I might die. Muse tries to oppose to this kiss for a start, but ends up giving in. She seems to enjoy it as much as I do.
"I missed you Muse..." I whisper after that long kiss.
"Euniel..." She stammers in fear. I know what she's gonna say, and I wave her down
"Shuuut!"
"What we're doing is wrong euniel. We don't have the right to it, Sandra doesn't deserve this!" She insists hard, as if she hadn't heard my call asking her to shut up.
"I know, but it's stronger than me. You're driving me crazy Muse!" I reply, looking at her desperately.
"Me too, you have the same effect on me, but that's no reason to hurt others. We have to stop this, and the sooner the better."
"No Muse! Do you believe that you can fight against love? Believe me, I wanted to hate you with all my heart, to keep you away from me because of your rejection of me in t 'going far away from this country, but I couldn't make it. All I could do was increase this love that got out of hand." I tell him in a low voice. Muse and I are almost glued to each other and as we speak, our bodies touch. This contact between our bodies produces an electric shock in me. Muse meanwhile, looks at me weakly. I can feel that she too can't control herself, no matter how hard she tries.
"If I left for Great Britain, it was precisely because I wanted to run away from you, unaware that I had you under my skin and wherever I was going, I would always have you with me Despite all the advances of the men I had to meet, I did not attach myself to any of them, because I was a prisoner of this love. I was afraid to return to the country for fear of Seeing you happy without me, I dreaded the thought of seeing another woman in your arms And believe me, I felt like someone was piercing my soul that day on your birthday when you gave that ring to Sandra for your engagement. I wanted to disappear at that moment, not to exist. Hearing her call her darling, kissing you, it hurts me a lot, but I ended up getting used to it. You're there. man of another woman and the latter did nothing to me so that I would come between you two. You can see that she, since she only has eyes for you."
"Muse, do you love me?" I ask him the question suddenly. Even if what I have just heard of her story and this gleam that I see in her eyes prove to me all the love she has for me, I want to hear her tell me audibly of her own . Indeed, Muse has never told me out of her mouth that she loves me. After my question, Muse looks me straight in the eye, as if looking for the letters to form this sentence. Then she looks down and whispers to me
"Yes I love you !"
"In that case, let's get together. If you give me your agreement, I'll immediately end my engagement with Sandra. I can't make her happy when I'm in love with you. Will you please me agree to get together?" I ask her, looking her straight in the eye.