<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos had stayed in bed when Lea had got up, as he imagined somehow that she would start her cleaning spree and he didn't wanted to look at her frowning all the time. He remained in bed with the cat cuddled at him, until Lea had stopped cleaning and he heard the front door open. Worrying about her safety again, he got up and dressed, but he left the shoes off, noticing that he had walked into Lea's realm again with shoes on his feet. He heard her return and the door closing and he waited a little longer, before he walked out in the living room. Lea was sitting between all the photos and newspaper clippings she had so angrily and hurriedly stowed away in the box the day before. It looked like she had sorted them all before she had started to demolish her apartment. Carlos leaned against the doorframe and watched her starring at a photo, her fingers trailing some lines on the photo as if she was following the real thing in her memory. It made Carlos aware how difficult it must have been for Lea to get over all those memories the first time...it would be even harder the second time. He cleared his throat.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Why don't you introduce me to your family and them to me. I mean, well, if I want to help you it would be good if I knew them, get familiar with them. They are your life, Lea, they will always be your life and I don't want to remove them from your life. But I want them to be proud of you again, to look down on you and to say, yes, that is our wife and mom finally again."</span> <br/><br/>Carlos knew it would hurt him to see all those photos of a happy Lea, a Lea with love in her eyes for John and Lukas. A love he had never seen in her eyes for him, but he hoped that one day he may see her eyes just like those on the photos. But maybe he would never be able to see her eyes like that, as maybe she would never be able to push the past far enough behind to allow pure love to find the way into her eyes. Lea had beautiful eyes, but he realised now that she had always had sad eyes, that it had been her sad eyes that had attracted him from the beginning and that had made him fall for this girl that seemed so sad inside. If he only would have know how sad she was indeed... Once again he accused himself of having failed entirely.</div>