Exes. Remember Everything

“Don’t you dare accuse me!” Max narrowed his eyes dangerously. “Two years ago you flicked your tail and disappeared without explanation!”

From indignation I started to choke. I hissed: “I ran off?! I caught you in bed with another woman!”

“What?!” Max looked at me with such astonishment that I even faltered. “What a actor! That’s something—you have to pull off innocence like that!”

“Ladka, I’ve never cheated on you,” he suddenly said quietly and confusedly. He stepped even closer so that in the tight space of the elevator it became downright hot.

“Never. Are you completely out of your mind? I was only thinking about you then… You were the only one I breathed for…”

“Yeah, sure, you were thinking about me!” I wanted to spit out with contempt. But when I looked into his darkened eyes—wide pupils—and decided otherwise.

Instead, I unsurely repeated: “You were with someone else. At home… You’ll tell me I just dreamed it?”

Two years ago I left the cheater. Two years I can’t forget him. And today we just happened to meet…