While we were eating, I looked acro

While we were eating, I looked across the room I saw my ex, Suzie, sitting across from a guy. She was clearly on a date. I hoped she wouldn’t notice me, and if she did, I hoped she wouldn’t talk to me. The last thing I wanted to do was make Elisa uncomfortable with a crazy ex. It wouldn’t make me look good.
When we were finished, I pulled out the cash and left it on the table. “Are you ready, m’lady?”
“Yes.”
I pulled out her chair and helped her stand up. I guided her out of the restaurant and avoided Suzie as much as possible. I know I broke her heart when I dumped her. But I had to do it. That bitch was crazy.
“Thank you for taking me to dinner,” she said.
“Yeah, of course. Did you like your food?”
“It was great.”
“Good.”
We didn’t say anything on the cab ride home. She placed her hand on my thigh and rubbed me gently. I started thinking about birthday sex. When we pulled in front of the house, I handed the money to the driver then got out.
Everyone was asleep when we walked inside. It wasn’t late but the house was silent. We walked into the bedroom and closed the door.
“So have you decided yet?” I asked as I loosened my tie.
“Too many options,” she said as she kicked off her heels.
“Well, I’ll give you your gift now so you have more time.”
“You got me something? You’ve done more than enough.”
“It will never be enough for the woman I love.”
Her eyes softened. I pulled the box out of my pocket then sat beside her on the bed. I was careful not to get down on one knee. “Here,” I said as I handed it to her.
She took the box and opened the ribbon. “Tiffany’s?” she asked. “They are so expensive.”
“Ignore that.”
She opened the lid and pulled out the necklace. It was a heart made of white gold. She stared at it affectionately.
“It’s a locket.”
She opened the clasp and looked at the picture. It was a picture of Becky and Tommy holding up the paintings they made for her. She stared at it for a long time without saying anything. Her lack of reaction frightened me. I couldn’t tell if she loved it or hated it. When the tears started to fall, I knew I did something wrong.
“Elisa?”
“I’m sorry,” she said as she tried to wipe her tears away. “It’s very sweet, Jared.”
“Then why are you crying?”
She stood up and turned away from me, the locket forgotten on the bed. “I—I can’t do this. I’m sorry.”
I felt my heart fall. “What—what do you mean?”
She started to sob. “I thought I was ready but obviously I’m not. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
I felt the tears burn behind my eyes but they didn’t fall. “Please don’t do this, Elisa.”
“I’m sorry, Jared. I like you, I really do, but I can’t do this.”
I looked at the floor and tried to control my breathing. I didn’t understand. I did everything for this girl. I knew she would never be over her husband and I was fine with that. “Elisa, don’t be scared. It’s okay. Just sleep on it tonight.”
“No,” she said. She still wouldn’t look at me. “I can’t do this, Jared. I’m sorry. I want you to leave.”
“Please don’t do this.”
“You told me that if I ever asked you to leave, you would do it without hesitation.”
She was right. I did say that. I rose from the bed but couldn’t feel my legs. I thought everything was fine. We seemed so happy together. The kids loved me. I didn’t want this to happen. “Uh—I’ll go.”
“Okay,” she whispered. She didn’t bother to turn around.
I came up behind her but didn’t touch her. “Elisa, I love you.”
She was silent.
I turned and left the room. When I reached the front door, I almost didn’t walk through. But I knew there was nothing I could do. I don’t know what I did to deserve this but I obviously did something. I opened the door then closed it behind me. When I walked out to the street, I couldn’t see where I was going through the tears in my eyes.
Somehow I ended up at my apartment. When I collapsed on the couch, I stared at the wall for a long time, not even thinking. Then the tears burst from my eyes and cascaded down my face. I controlled my breathing after a moment and stifled my cries. Elisa was the love of my life. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I went into my bedroom but I didn’t sleep. I just lay there.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Sementara kami sedang makan, aku menoleh ke seberang ruangan kulihat mantan saya, Suzie, duduk di seberang seorang pria. Dia adalah jelas pada tanggal. Saya berharap dia tidak melihat saya, dan jika dia melakukannya, aku berharap dia tidak berbicara kepada saya. Hal terakhir yang ingin saya lakukan adalah membuat Elisa tidak nyaman dengan gila mantan. Itu tidak membuat saya terlihat baik.Ketika kami selesai, saya mengeluarkan uang tunai dan meninggalkannya di atas meja. "Apakah Anda siap, m'lady?""Ya."Aku mengeluarkan nya kursi dan membantunya berdiri. Aku dibimbing dia keluar dari restoran dan dihindari Suzie sebanyak mungkin. Aku tahu aku patah hati ketika saya dicampakkan. Tapi aku harus melakukannya. Itu jalang adalah gila."Terima kasih untuk membawa saya untuk makan malam," katanya."Ya, tentu saja. Apakah Anda suka makanan?""Itu bagus.""Baik."Kami tidak mengatakan apa-apa pada naik taksi rumah. Dia meletakkan tangannya di pahaku dan menggosok aku dengan lembut. Aku mulai berpikir tentang seks ulang tahun. Ketika kami berhenti di depan rumah, saya menyerahkan uang sopir kemudian keluar.Semua orang sedang tertidur ketika kita berjalan di dalam. Itu tidak terlambat tapi rumah itu diam. Kami berjalan ke kamar tidur dan menutup pintu."Jadi Apakah Anda memutuskan belum?" Saya bertanya karena saya melonggarkan dasi saya."Terlalu banyak pilihan," katanya seperti dia menendang lepas sepatu."Yah, aku akan memberimu hadiah Anda sekarang sehingga Anda memiliki lebih banyak waktu.""Anda punya saya sesuatu? Anda telah melakukan lebih dari cukup.""Itu tidak akan cukup untuk wanita yang kucintai."Her eyes softened. I pulled the box out of my pocket then sat beside her on the bed. I was careful not to get down on one knee. “Here,” I said as I handed it to her.She took the box and opened the ribbon. “Tiffany’s?” she asked. “They are so expensive.”“Ignore that.”She opened the lid and pulled out the necklace. It was a heart made of white gold. She stared at it affectionately.“It’s a locket.”She opened the clasp and looked at the picture. It was a picture of Becky and Tommy holding up the paintings they made for her. She stared at it for a long time without saying anything. Her lack of reaction frightened me. I couldn’t tell if she loved it or hated it. When the tears started to fall, I knew I did something wrong.“Elisa?”“I’m sorry,” she said as she tried to wipe her tears away. “It’s very sweet, Jared.”“Then why are you crying?”She stood up and turned away from me, the locket forgotten on the bed. “I—I can’t do this. I’m sorry.”I felt my heart fall. “What—what do you mean?”She started to sob. “I thought I was ready but obviously I’m not. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”I felt the tears burn behind my eyes but they didn’t fall. “Please don’t do this, Elisa.”“I’m sorry, Jared. I like you, I really do, but I can’t do this.”I looked at the floor and tried to control my breathing. I didn’t understand. I did everything for this girl. I knew she would never be over her husband and I was fine with that. “Elisa, don’t be scared. It’s okay. Just sleep on it tonight.”“No,” she said. She still wouldn’t look at me. “I can’t do this, Jared. I’m sorry. I want you to leave.”“Please don’t do this.”“You told me that if I ever asked you to leave, you would do it without hesitation.”She was right. I did say that. I rose from the bed but couldn’t feel my legs. I thought everything was fine. We seemed so happy together. The kids loved me. I didn’t want this to happen. “Uh—I’ll go.”“Okay,” she whispered. She didn’t bother to turn around.I came up behind her but didn’t touch her. “Elisa, I love you.”She was silent.I turned and left the room. When I reached the front door, I almost didn’t walk through. But I knew there was nothing I could do. I don’t know what I did to deserve this but I obviously did something. I opened the door then closed it behind me. When I walked out to the street, I couldn’t see where I was going through the tears in my eyes.Somehow I ended up at my apartment. When I collapsed on the couch, I stared at the wall for a long time, not even thinking. Then the tears burst from my eyes and cascaded down my face. I controlled my breathing after a moment and stifled my cries. Elisa was the love of my life. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I went into my bedroom but I didn’t sleep. I just lay there.