THE SPIRIT

T W O

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I stood there astonished. I can't believe he forgot me when I gave him everything to remember. A child and wonderful moments. Once a first tear broke free the rest followed in an unbroken stream. I cried with rawness,like the pain was an open wound that would never heal again. I clasped onto the door for support and my whole body was shaking. I tempted to hide my grief,but the wave of negative emotions broke me down entirely. When at last I turned my face to Jorge I was a picture of grief,loss and devastation. My face resembled to the face of one who has suffered enough not to suffer again. Suffer from being away of my entire life. Of the cause of my living. In both lives. Jorge. The man that was supposed to be mine forever. I felt pain I never felt before. It felt like I will never be better ever again. To be away from the one person who understands me. I recalled all the meaningless days I had been leaving these past three years without his presence. I was standing right in front of him after my death not even knowing if he knew I died or even thought about me between his many thoughts. I was alive. I was on a mission. The mission of destiny... But
felt DEAD.

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"Do I even know you?" He broke the silence suddenly looking at me with a sincere look.
"I -I..."I sudden was interrupted by a girl running down stairs to Jorge. It seems she came from her room. She had brown hair and blue eyes. She was still small about 5 years old. But she wasn't Francesca for sure. She wasn't our daughter. It seems she was abandoned. So I directly went out and shut the door loudly. But I stood on the door and heard what they were saying.
"Who was it?"the girl asked Jorge.
"Some crazy lady I have never seen before" he said.

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The word crazy just seemed like someons took a hammer and broke my heart. I was his wife but after three years I am a crazy lady. I can't believe this. What happened to him?

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The angelic voice was calling again.
The voice came from the tree as if it talked "Martina... the clock is ticking... don't leave... you have one year ahead of you."

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I had to go and talk to Ruggero amd Fran my two twin brothers. They can surely be an aid.
But then I heard a scream.

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"Hey...woman... now I remember you!" A smile rose on my face. I knew he would never forget me.
"you are the maid and tutor that auditioned and was hired right?" He continued.
My back was facing him as I was in my thoughts.
I thought for some seconds. If I would be a maid I could be close to my family. Should I agree for the sake of saving my love with Jorge and getting Francesca back. I loved them alot to say No. Being a maid won't be that bad if I were near my family and I could complete my mission since I only have a year to live.

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"Yes... I am the maid and tutor! When do I start?" I said facing Jorge. My family was my priority I would do anything for them.