- Why did you stop loving me? - I don’t know ...so far we have avoided talking nonsense. Why now, then? Sabatina tried to hug him. - Please, stop it. Not now. I have to go. In 30 minutes I have the train. Sabatina felt trapped. - Where are you going today? - she asked him. - To Rome, I have a meeting with Nenni. - Will you be home at midnight? - I don’t know. Maybe. To overnight in Rome is too expensive. Sabatina felt a feeling of desperation grow inside. She could not speak. She never knew how to speak. She only knew how to be silent. And she was used to be silent in her life. It was November, outside. It was raining and it was cold. How she hated those days. Silvano opened the door. The ice of the tramontana entered. "Ciao" he said. Sabatina did not answer. Silvano remained for a while undecided. Then he crossed the threshold and shut the door with anger. Sabatina stayed in the entrance in front of the slammed door. She felt defeated. Betrayed. ...
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