He didn't even want to say he loved me. He only married me because I was suitable.
"Yes, now that Ava is back, what am I to you?" I thought.
"Andrew, if I hadn't left that year, we would be the happy ones now.
"Andrew, can you hug me..."
The distance between them was getting closer and closer until their noses touched and lips met.
I stood at the bay window with shaking fists, my transparent body unclear.
At some point, Andrew's tie and belt were undone, and Ava's robe lay on the ground.
Andrew has always been an abstinent and self-restrained person. This was the first time I saw him so obsessed with someone.
He gently kissed Ava from her shoulders to her chest...
I closed my eyes in pain and numbness, not wanting to see what was to come.
5
"Ring, ring..."
The cell phone on the ground suddenly rang, breaking the intimate atmosphere in the room.
Andrew suddenly woke up and got off Ava in a panic.
He pulled up the quilt to cover Ava. "Sorry."
There was embarrassment and hurt in Ava's eyes.
"Andrew...you..."
Andrew put on his clothes and didn't dare to look back at Ava.
He picked up the phone on the ground and hurried out the door.
Andrew returned to the car, gasping for breath, and suddenly raised his hand to slap himself.
I looked at him indifferently, my eyes full of sarcasm. Then he saw the missed call on the phone.
It was my mother calling.
My heart ached. She might not know that her daughter was no longer alive.
Andrew called back, and the call was picked up quickly.
"Andrew, I hope I didn't disturb you so late. I have finished knitting the scarves for you and Olivia. When will you come over to get them?"
Listening to my mother's voice, I cried silently.
Andrew calmed down and remembered the unanswered calls and messages.
"Madam, we'll go see you when Olivia comes back..."
Andrew forced a smile and told my mother the story of our conflict in a roundabout way.
"Olivia, is like that, always running off and not answering calls when she's upset. I guess she went to Charlotte's house again. I'll definitely have a good talk with her when she gets here."
After hanging up, Andrew stared at his phone, lost in thought.
He still had the scent of Ava on him.
He drove the car to the riverside near our neighborhood and sat on the stone bench by the river.
I hated the smell of alcohol mixed with perfume.