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But Raph was still his cousin. Sammy also knew that he was bad because he would do everything to achieve what he desired.
That’s why he decided to move to Busta City, which was very far away, to study law after the college entrance examinations. It was easy to forget about Tonia because of the distance.
Sammy had never been a social person. Sammy liked to be alone, unlike Raph, who was a social butterfly. He didn’t even talk to his family much.
His parents had talked about Raph from time to time. He had also wound up in Busta City, they reported, and he had started dating a pretty girl.
She was the one. Tonia.
His parents had also told him that Raph was in love with her and that they were going to get married as soon as they turned 18. But things didn’t go as planned.
Raph’s business had failed after college, and they had been having a hard time. Sammy’s mum and dad told him to check on Raph and see if he could help in any way.
So, Sammy went to see them. Tonia was the first person he saw. She looked pretty much the same, with her wide cheeks, bright eyes, and ponytail.
At that time, she was busy in front of a makeshift stove when she saw him come in. “Sammy! You’re here. Raph is out meeting with an investor, but he should be back soon. Come in and sit down.”
Sammy had gone into the little basement where they resided. It had been dark, wet, and little.
But even though it was big, it had been carefully put together. Raph’s shirt had been hanging properly on a rope outside, and the clothing she had just washed had been hanging there too.
“Tonia, what’s this?” Sammy asked as he pointed to something on the table.
“Oh, that’s a wrist rest I bought for Raph. He codes all the time, and I didn’t want him to get tendonitis.”
“And this?”
“That? Oats overnight. He gets stomachaches a lot, and when he meets with investors, he drinks a lot to help with digestion.”
“What about this?”
Tonia had laughed. “That’s the controller for his game.”
She had grabbed it from his hand and put it in a box in a nice way. “You should really talk to him, Sammy. He always leaves things lying around…”
Sammy didn’t hear the rest. There was just one thing on his mind.
“She loves so much. Why can’t she love me?”
Sammy had felt bad about himself. He had promised himself that he would stop if this didn’t work. But then he heard noises coming from the motel room next door.
A man breathing hard and a woman moaning softly.
He had done it.
It may have been the stress from work or the drink. More likely, it was the woman Raph hired. She was sexy, competent, and impossible for him to resist.
Raph had cheated in either case.
They had been going on all night, and Sammy had been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling.
…
Raph called the next morning and cried, “Sammy, do you have time? I really need a drink.”
Raph had quietly drunk glass after glass of alcohol in the pub. Sammy had tried to stop him. “Relax. Your health is important.”
But Raph was on the verge. “Please let me drink.”
Sammy knew why, so he didn’t step in again. In the end, he took Raph home when he was quite drunk.
Tonia had been really worried. While the hangover soup was cooking, she came over and started to clean Raph up, take off his clothing, wipe the vomit off of them, and put him to bed.
She saw Sammy standing there while she was getting Raph’s soiled clothing together to wash.
“Sammy, I’m really sorry. I think he ruined your shirt too. Why don’t you take it off and I’ll wash it for you?”
Based on the nature of their relationship, he should have said no.
But Sammy had said, “Okay.”
He had taken off his shirt and was leaning against the doorframe, observing her.
After that, Tonia got a tiny stool and started cleaning the clothing near the door. She washed them, rinsed them, and then hung them up to dry.
It seemed like the garment Tonia had washed was whiter than when he originally bought it.
“Sammy, do you have something important to do later?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Oh, good. Why don’t you stay for lunch? You can wait for your shirt to dry.”
He said again, “Okay.”
Sammy enjoyed to watch Tonia. She had been like a bustling hen, making their hard life seem strangely charming. What did she like about Raph?
Sammy was superior than Raph in every regard, including how he looked, how talented he was, and everything else. The only time he couldn’t compete was when Tonia really needed someone and Raph rushed over.
Sammy had walked away, and it had cost him years of remorse.
Sammy had figured out that cheating was like a habit. The first time was scary. You would think twice the second time. You would give up totally by the third time.
Sammy had set up a lot of women to try to seduce Raph, women who were really good at it and had done it before.
Sometimes Raph said no, but other times he gave in. And every time he gave in, he would be even nicer to Tonia than before.
Tonia, who had no idea what was going on, kept giving their relationship more love, thinking everything was well between them. Their love had grown stronger and sweeter, as if nothing could shatter them.
In the end, Raph was successful. He bought Tonia a spacious house, dressed her in nice clothes, and gave her expensive handbags. They had even tied the knot and made it official.
But Raph didn’t go to the honeymoon suite on the night of their wedding. Instead, he had summoned Sammy over for another night of heavy drinking.
He was inebriated and said, “Sammy, I don’t know who to tell about some things. You’re the only one who knows how much of an arsehole I am…”
That’s why he decided to move to Busta City, which was very far away, to study law after the college entrance examinations. It was easy to forget about Tonia because of the distance.
Sammy had never been a social person. Sammy liked to be alone, unlike Raph, who was a social butterfly. He didn’t even talk to his family much.
His parents had talked about Raph from time to time. He had also wound up in Busta City, they reported, and he had started dating a pretty girl.
She was the one. Tonia.
His parents had also told him that Raph was in love with her and that they were going to get married as soon as they turned 18. But things didn’t go as planned.
Raph’s business had failed after college, and they had been having a hard time. Sammy’s mum and dad told him to check on Raph and see if he could help in any way.
So, Sammy went to see them. Tonia was the first person he saw. She looked pretty much the same, with her wide cheeks, bright eyes, and ponytail.
At that time, she was busy in front of a makeshift stove when she saw him come in. “Sammy! You’re here. Raph is out meeting with an investor, but he should be back soon. Come in and sit down.”
Sammy had gone into the little basement where they resided. It had been dark, wet, and little.
But even though it was big, it had been carefully put together. Raph’s shirt had been hanging properly on a rope outside, and the clothing she had just washed had been hanging there too.
“Tonia, what’s this?” Sammy asked as he pointed to something on the table.
“Oh, that’s a wrist rest I bought for Raph. He codes all the time, and I didn’t want him to get tendonitis.”
“And this?”
“That? Oats overnight. He gets stomachaches a lot, and when he meets with investors, he drinks a lot to help with digestion.”
“What about this?”
Tonia had laughed. “That’s the controller for his game.”
She had grabbed it from his hand and put it in a box in a nice way. “You should really talk to him, Sammy. He always leaves things lying around…”
Sammy didn’t hear the rest. There was just one thing on his mind.
“She loves so much. Why can’t she love me?”
Sammy had felt bad about himself. He had promised himself that he would stop if this didn’t work. But then he heard noises coming from the motel room next door.
A man breathing hard and a woman moaning softly.
He had done it.
It may have been the stress from work or the drink. More likely, it was the woman Raph hired. She was sexy, competent, and impossible for him to resist.
Raph had cheated in either case.
They had been going on all night, and Sammy had been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling.
…
Raph called the next morning and cried, “Sammy, do you have time? I really need a drink.”
Raph had quietly drunk glass after glass of alcohol in the pub. Sammy had tried to stop him. “Relax. Your health is important.”
But Raph was on the verge. “Please let me drink.”
Sammy knew why, so he didn’t step in again. In the end, he took Raph home when he was quite drunk.
Tonia had been really worried. While the hangover soup was cooking, she came over and started to clean Raph up, take off his clothing, wipe the vomit off of them, and put him to bed.
She saw Sammy standing there while she was getting Raph’s soiled clothing together to wash.
“Sammy, I’m really sorry. I think he ruined your shirt too. Why don’t you take it off and I’ll wash it for you?”
Based on the nature of their relationship, he should have said no.
But Sammy had said, “Okay.”
He had taken off his shirt and was leaning against the doorframe, observing her.
After that, Tonia got a tiny stool and started cleaning the clothing near the door. She washed them, rinsed them, and then hung them up to dry.
It seemed like the garment Tonia had washed was whiter than when he originally bought it.
“Sammy, do you have something important to do later?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Oh, good. Why don’t you stay for lunch? You can wait for your shirt to dry.”
He said again, “Okay.”
Sammy enjoyed to watch Tonia. She had been like a bustling hen, making their hard life seem strangely charming. What did she like about Raph?
Sammy was superior than Raph in every regard, including how he looked, how talented he was, and everything else. The only time he couldn’t compete was when Tonia really needed someone and Raph rushed over.
Sammy had walked away, and it had cost him years of remorse.
Sammy had figured out that cheating was like a habit. The first time was scary. You would think twice the second time. You would give up totally by the third time.
Sammy had set up a lot of women to try to seduce Raph, women who were really good at it and had done it before.
Sometimes Raph said no, but other times he gave in. And every time he gave in, he would be even nicer to Tonia than before.
Tonia, who had no idea what was going on, kept giving their relationship more love, thinking everything was well between them. Their love had grown stronger and sweeter, as if nothing could shatter them.
In the end, Raph was successful. He bought Tonia a spacious house, dressed her in nice clothes, and gave her expensive handbags. They had even tied the knot and made it official.
But Raph didn’t go to the honeymoon suite on the night of their wedding. Instead, he had summoned Sammy over for another night of heavy drinking.
He was inebriated and said, “Sammy, I don’t know who to tell about some things. You’re the only one who knows how much of an arsehole I am…”