Margareta a parcurs rapid distan\u021ba p\u00e2n\u0103 la fiin\u021ba de pe aeroport. Fiecare pas era greu, pres\u0103rat cu furie, dezam\u0103gire \u0219i o dureroas\u0103 senza\u021bie de tr\u0103dare. \u00cen fa\u021ba ei st\u0103teau Lucas \u0219i Sophia \u2014 chipuri str\u0103ine de familia ei acas\u0103, dar at\u00e2t de familiare \u00een acel moment al r\u0103sturn\u0103rii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lucas era prins pe picior gre\u0219it. \u0218i-a scos ochii din valiz\u0103 \u0219i a ridicat privirea c\u0103tre Margareta. \u00cen aer plutea o \u00eencordare teribil\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Margareta!<\/strong> \u2014 a schi\u021bat un oftat amestecat de uimire \u0219i vinov\u0103\u021bie. Fa\u021ba i s\u2011a \u00eenro\u0219it, iar g\u00e2tul s\u2011a contractat. \u2014 Eu\u2026 nu e ce crezi\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Margareta a ridicat o spr\u00e2ncean\u0103 \u0219i \u0219i\u2011a \u021binut bagajul str\u00e2ns \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nu\u2013mi spune, Lucas<\/em>, \u00eei spuse cu glas t\u0103ios. \u00ce\u021bi d\u0103deai indica\u021bii cu ea pe Whatsapp \u00een timp ce spuneai acas\u0103 c\u0103 ai febr\u0103?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Liliana (fost\u0103 Alisa, sora Margheritei \u00een prima variant\u0103) a privit \u00een jos. De\u0219i fusese chemat\u0103 la marginea acestei catastrofe, \u00eenc\u0103 p\u0103stra o f\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103 de umanitate \u2014 dar nu \u00eendr\u0103znea s\u0103 ridice privirea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sophia (Sofia) s\u2011a \u00eenro\u0219it ca o ro\u0219ie de septembrie. Avea buzele \u00eentredeschise, smerenie clar\u0103 \u0219i un fior jenat. A \u00een\u021beles\u2014prea t\u00e2rziu\u2014magnitudinea scenei.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Margareta<\/strong>, a \u0219optit Lucas, cu voce tremur\u00e2nd\u0103. \u2014 Nu e doar vina mea\u2026 E o prostie. Nu trebuia s\u0103 vin\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nu\u2011i nimeni s\u0103 te fi for\u021bat \u2014 i\u2011a t\u0103iat-o ea printr-un ton glacial. \u2014 \u00cen timp ce eu pl\u00e2ngeam de oboseal\u0103 dup\u0103 g\u0103titul ciorbei pentru tine, tu te \u00eempachetai cu alt\u0103! Ai renun\u021bat la mine, la noi, \u00eentr\u2011o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n C\u00e2teva secunde au trecut ca ecouri \u00een urechile lor. Frigul se infiltra \u00een corp, iar forfotica aeroportului se diminuase \u00een surdin\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lucas a f\u0103cut un pas \u00eenainte, dar Margareta a ridicat m\u00e2na ca s\u0103 opreasc\u0103 orice mi\u0219care.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nu te apropia!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n A urmat o t\u0103cere ap\u0103s\u0103toare. Apoi, cu glas calm, dar rece, Margareta a continuat:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Eu am cump\u0103rat biletele, eu am visat la acea vacan\u021b\u0103. Am adunat bani, am pl\u0103nuit. Tu erai bolnav<\/em>, mi\u2011am zis, din dragoste te privesc. 37,5\u00b0C, am crezut\u2011o. Dar 37,5 \u2014 \u00een trei zile \u2014 ce prostie! \u00ce\u021bi era mai u\u0219or s\u0103 min\u021bi\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sophia, cu ochii \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt, a murmurat:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 \u00cemi pare r\u0103u\u2026 nu \u0219tiam\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Margareta s\u2011a \u00eentors \u0219i a privit\u2011o drept:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Scuz\u0103\u2011m\u0103, copila, dar nu e vina ta. Tu ai vrut o aventur\u0103. Acum pl\u0103te\u0219ti. R\u0103m\u00e2i aici. Trebuie s\u0103\u2011\u021bi \u00eenve\u021bi lec\u021bia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sofia a dat din cap \u0219i a cobor\u00e2t s\u0103 se a\u0219eze pe prima banc\u0103 de pe holul aeroportului. Margareta a \u00eendrumat-o cu o mi\u0219care a palmei.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Stai acolo \u0219i reflecteaz\u0103 asupra lor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lucas a g\u0103sit acel moment de r\u0103gaz ca s\u0103 se apropie, cu un pas lent, nea\u0219teptat. A vrut s\u0103 ridice m\u00e2na. Margareta a izbucnit \u00eentr\u2011un r\u00e2s uscat, amar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nu te atinge de mine!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n T\u0103cerea a redevenit st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103. Margareta \u0219i\u2011a \u00een\u0103l\u021bat b\u0103rbia, cu demnitate \u2014 cu o calm\u0103 furie \u00een privire. A fost un om. A fost so\u021b. Pentru asta, merita mai mult dec\u00e2t c\u00e2teva scuze pe fug\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Uite, Lucas<\/strong>, i\u2011a spus ea \u00eencet, dar clar. \u2014 Nu exist\u0103 \u00eemp\u0103care\u2026 Nu ast\u0103zi. Eu zbor acas\u0103, scap de dezastru, \u0219i \u00eemi voi aduna via\u021ba din cioburi \u2014 f\u0103r\u0103 tine. \u0218i f\u0103r\u0103 scuzele tale pe jum\u0103tate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lucas a \u00eenlemnit. Cuvintele ei sunt o sentin\u021b\u0103, grea \u0219i dureroas\u0103. A vrut s\u0103 spun\u0103 ceva. S\u0103 explice. S\u2011a uitat la Sophia. A v\u0103zut cum fata pl\u00e2nge. I\u2011a tremurat vocea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Margareta<\/strong>, nu te sup\u0103ra\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dar cuvintele s\u2011au oprit, asemeni unui ecou \u00een gol. Nu a existat loc pentru ele.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Margareta \u0219i\u2011a \u00eenf\u0103\u0219urat geaca, a pus valiza peste um\u0103r \u0219i s\u2011a \u00eentors spre ie\u0219irea din aeroport. A alunecat c\u00e2t de demn a putut, cu pa\u0219i rapizi \u0219i fermi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00cen momentul \u00een care a ajuns la poarta de plecare spre avionul ei, s\u2011a oprit o clip\u0103. A \u00eenchis ochii. A inspirat, cu putere. Apoi s\u2011a \u00eentors spre Lucas \u0219i Sophia, care \u00eenc\u0103 st\u0103teau \u00een urm\u0103 \u0219i au privit\u2011o goli\u021bi de suflet. Margareta \u0219i\u2011a ridicat pumnul \u0219i l\u2011a str\u00e2ns la inim\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 zgomot \u2014 o palm\u0103 invizibil\u0103 dat\u0103 inimii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 La revedere, Lucas<\/strong>. Nichi alt\u0103 dat\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A p\u0103\u0219it prin poart\u0103. A disp\u0103rut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lucas \u0219i Sophia au r\u0103mas acolo, cu spaima, regretele \u0219i carnea \u00eencle\u0219tat\u0103 de fiorul tr\u0103d\u0103rii. Nimeni nu a avut curaj s\u0103 spun\u0103 sau s\u0103 fac\u0103 ceva.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dup\u0103 un moment, Sophia s\u2011a ridicat \u0219i a spus cu voce tremur\u00e2nd\u0103:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Eu plec.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lucas a privit\u2011o cu o triste\u021be ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Eu am pierdut totul\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cu acele cuvinte simple, tabloul s\u2011a descompus: Lucas, pierdut, iar Sophia, plin\u0103 de regret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u0218i Margareta\u2026 pleca. Cu inima sf\u00e2\u0219iat\u0103, dar cu demnitate vie, ie\u0219ea dintr\u2011o poveste \u00een care nu \u00eei mai apar\u021binea nimic. \u0218i \u00eencepea un nou capitol \u2014 acas\u0103, cu for\u021b\u0103, cu durerea ca alian\u021b\u0103. Continuarea vie\u021bii putea s\u0103 \u00eenceap\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Margareta a parcurs rapid distan\u021ba p\u00e2n\u0103 la fiin\u021ba de pe aeroport. Fiecare pas era greu, pres\u0103rat cu furie, dezam\u0103gire \u0219i o dureroas\u0103 senza\u021bie de tr\u0103dare. \u00cen fa\u021ba ei st\u0103teau Lucas \u0219i Sophia \u2014 chipuri str\u0103ine de familia ei acas\u0103, dar at\u00e2t de familiare \u00een acel moment al r\u0103sturn\u0103rii. 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