Pain

- You are going to return? Asked the young woman, the eyes already closed.

- Sleep now. You are so delicate that you must always remember to rest to recover from this kind of uncontrollable excitement.

- But you will come back? she repeated lovingly. Because I'll be here waiting for you. So you won't have to be so sad.

He didn't answer, but continued to admire her while she slipped inexorably into the meanders of sleep.

And as he held back from promising, Azhewo did not return. As Ariadne spent her time dealing with the delicate business transaction, only leaving her luxurious room, overwhelmed with memories, to go to the company's headquarters to get some much-needed signatures at the bottom of some documents, she thought that she would never be in more pain than at this moment. He was right, she thought, Azhewo, he would never lie. He preferred to keep his mouth shut rather than lie to her by promising to come back when he wouldn't.