![]() “Right”, Rebe breathes out, like she’s having trouble grasping the situation, “and you just- rushed here.” “Yes”, she slowly looks down to flatten some wrinkles on her silk night blue pants, too exhausted to get defensive, “I was sleeping when Lu called.” ![]() ![]() They hadn’t exchanged any words except for a muttered ‘still no news’ though, so the abrupt question takes her by surprise. Rebeka had walked in the hospital waiting room a couple of hours ago, pausing for a few seconds at the end of the hallway before she warily made her way to her and sat down. She blinks back into focus, turning her tired green eyes to the girl sitting on her left. Still, no amount of practice seems to be enough now, as Carla grips the back of the metal chair hard enough to hurt, willing herself to ‘stay put and wait for someone to get back to her’, like she’s been told at least fifty time since coming here. To compensate for it, her elitist upbringing had also included the ability to keep a cool composure under pressure and to bide her time lessons she had to carry out every day while covering up two murders and being forced in a relationship she didn’t want. Patience has never been her strongest suit unsurprisingly perhaps, given that almost everything in life had been handed to her on a silver platter since a young age. Just one more boy you’ve hurt, Carla thinks bitterly as the taxi makes its way to the airport, the first lights of dawn softly illuminating the London sky, nothing new about that. The last thing she sees before the door falls shut is Henry’s hurt look, but she’s still too petrified by fear to offer him any sort of sympathy. And I know you’re convinced that you can change my mind in time, but it’s simply not possible, and it wouldn’t be fair to you.” “This isn’t going to work”, is all she numbly says instead, zipping her bag close and turning to look at his shocked expression, knowing he deserves a way better explanation but not wanting to waste a minute longer, “I care for you, but I don’t love you. There is only one person she wants to hear it from right now, and the fear that it may never happen again is enough to make her throat feel tight. His voice doesn’t curl around the r in the familiar way that makes her heart sing, there are no hard edges to it, no traces of anything that could calm the panic in her veins. She suppresses the urge to turn around and yell at him that this is not how you pronounce it. The way he says her name grates against the nerve endings of her jaw, similar to the scratching of a tip-less pencil against cardboard. As if the universe has offered her anything other than misery in the past three years. She scoffs, pausing to put on some shoes and grab a jacket. Of course this would happen now, hours after she fell asleep thinking that maybe what she felt for Henry could be enough that maybe it wouldn’t be happiness -or love- but she could finally find some sort of peace. Part of her wants to laugh at the universe’s always impeccable timing. ![]() “Carla, what’s going on?”, she can see her boyfriend confused frown out of the corner of her eye as she hasty starts to fill a bag with some random clothes. She left him, and it broke her heart, but it should have been enough to keep him safe.Īnd yet he still got hurt, he could still-Ī shiver runs through her spine at the thought, kickstarting her into moving past Henry and into her bedroom, heading to the walk-in closet. Lu’s shaky words keep echoing in her head, the dread in her stomach mounting as she tries to make sense of what happened. "Anyway, that they enjoy this trip a lot, that they feel represented, that they cry, that they laugh.The voice bursts through the high-pitched ringing in her ears, alerting her to the fact that she’s currently standing in the middle of the kitchen, phone still clutched in her sweaty palm, unmoving. And thanks to you too who believed in my work. "I want to thank you for the messages I've been receiving, from you who support me, who are taking a little time out of your day to give me your support through a message. I am very happy with the result of this work, done with great dedication and joy. To be here today debuting a new season of a series the size that is Elite, is a source of great pride. The post in full read : "Season 5 of now available worldwide! Lamgolia wrote under a series of images from the new season that he hoped fans would feel "represented" and audiences would "cry" and "laugh." On the day of Elite Season 5's release, André Lamoglia took to Instagram to say thank you to the fans and to reflect on the highly-anticipated new series. His older brother is actor Victor Lamoglia who has starred in Sharknado 5: Global Swarming, The Followers, and Chain Reaction.
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