Postdam, Germany [3]

I am fully aware, the longer I stay in Potsdam, I will be carried away by George's feelings, sooner or later I will face two choices, George or Valter.

Although I know there is no statement of commitment between George and me, the meeting and interaction that slowly binds us to each other is a real feeling that cannot be avoided.

The first time I got to know George, there was not the slightest intention to be two-hearted let alone learn to love him, especially George's position was none other than Valter's sibling. But I admit George was persistent in getting my heart, also George's charm that made it impossible for me to close my eyes, so everything rolled intogether and I'm now getting used to the rhythm of life serving him, and making sure he is in tip-top shape. That now is something that is very important to me.

On the other hand, my heart still loves my official boyfriend, Valter. I always miss him. It feels like my breathing will stop if I lose him.

I saw in my heart was now forked, like an apple tree that has two branches, one end of the branch offers ripe and delicious apples ready to be picked, at the other end offers apples that are as delicious. I who is starving will just die, just because I can't decide which apple to choose.

I wanted both, if I only chose one it meant I would lose the other, the longer I could not decide, the apples crinkled, changed color, were eaten by bats and one by one, fell down, and landed at my feet. Oh no, I have to be able to choose.

I hope that time will answer all my heart's worries, George will recover completely, return to his life and I can go back to my life with Valter.

Today I accompanied George to practice walking in a back room that was prepared for follow-up treatment, assisted by two physiotherapists who were constantly monitoring his progress. Physical therapy is very helpful in improving motor function after an accident that affected the muscles of the body after an accident. After that, we usually spend time walking along the garden behind the house.

We enjoyed the dusk at the edge of a lake in the garden area behind the villa, looking at the stretch of water surrounded by lush trees and green grass, I sat on the grass beside George, enjoying the gentle breeze.

"When I was little, I was always busy riding and playing music so I didn't have time to enjoy the lake. Maybe this is the right time in the phase of my life to stop and rest for a moment." George said with a smile, he held out his crutch asking to be held.

I took his hand and grabbed the crutch. George needed a lot of emotional support to speed up his recovery.

"What instrument do you play?" I asked, studying his face.

"I can play the piano, the harp, as well as the guitar," he said, watching my face.

"Then, will you play it for me someday?" I asked again.

"Of course, Jade," he said.

I got up beside him, felt uncomfortable sitting position holding my hand. George took my hand and put it on his cheek, like a spoiled spoiled cat, something he has done very often every time we walked together. Several times Mum Maloree caught him but it seems she doesn't really care about it, seeing George smile is everything for mama Maloree.

"Can I ask you something, Jade?" Said George.

"Of course you can, what do you want to ask? Do you want to take me out again?" I said with a mocking face.

"Do you mind accompanying me in this state?" He said seriously.

"Hmmm... I will sincerely help you recover George, I do not mind or expect anything," I said, staring at George's eyes reassuring him. "Why do you think that?" I said, still observing him.

George sighed, his expression turned a little serious, "Recently I feel guilty for keeping you here, you should be with Valter in Munich," he said again.

George's memory fragments have returned intact, he now knows exactly where I am and his position. And he has begun to realize that someday we will both return to our real world, living our own lives.

"Don't think like that George, if you consider me part of this family," I said soothingly.

"I don't want you to go Jade," he said again, a little uneasy. Restlessness and panic were not good for George, after the brain trauma he felt, he was prevented as much as possible from various information that forced him to think hard.

You must try to be in a positive state, relax, and not be depressed, he is not ready to be overly emotional.

I knelt in front of the wheelchair, approached him, took his hands, and tried to calm him down. At first glance, I remembered the figure of Valter with his calm demeanor, who always calmed me down like I was doing right now.

"George, I'm not going anywhere, I'll always be here whenever you need me. I'm not leaving you like this." I whispered reassuringly.

George kissed my hands, looked into my eyes deeply, there was fear there.

"Come closer, Jade," he whispered.

I brought my face closer to George. I don't remember anymore, how to explain what was going on, I found myself channeling energy into the warmth of George's kiss, I didn't want to remember who I was and who he was, I knew I gave a piece of my heart to him. For George.

There was a beautiful shiver with every step of the way as I walked down the road back to the villa, a tremor that made me want to forget Valter.

"Where have you been," Valter said from the living room, smiling and opening his arms, welcoming me into his arms.

The sudden presence of Valter made me startled as if hearing a ghost's voice. I walked clumsily into his arms, leaving George and his wheelchair, a nurse then took over my role bringing George back to his room.

I was in Valter's arms but my thoughts were on George, I was afraid he would get hurt when he saw me in Valter's arms.

"Jade?" Valter rocked his hug.

With a little shock, I immediately responded, "Oh, yes dear."

The shaking stopped and looked at my face, "You haven't answered my question, are you daydreaming?" He said again with a small smile.

"No dear, I just enjoy your hug. I miss you." I said again and tightened his hug while closing my eyes.

It's really uncomfortable to be in my position, sharing my heart with two brothers. Apart from being haunted by guilt, I had to do a little drama and small lies that made me even more uncomfortable.

"It's not a weekend yet, are you here? Are you taking time off?" I asked, watching Valter, who had just finished taking a shower.

"Well, the office is not that busy, so I decided to come back, after all, I really miss my girlfriend." He said again.

"How long will you be here?" I asked.

"I'll stay for 5 days and then go back to Munich. By the way, how is my brother?" Valter walked over to me and sat next to me after he finished changing clothes. The scent of Valter's perfume permeates parts of the room, reminding me that I miss him so much.

"Looks like you are not happy, seeing me home," he continued, glancing at me.

I tried to be as relaxed as possible and not look awkward in front of Valter.

"Your brother is much better, he can walk slowly. It may take a little more time for him to recover completely," I said.

"That's good news, I can't wait to bring my girlfriend home," he said with a happy smile.

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