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really odd. It’s obvious that whoever told his mother about me, it
wasn’t David. I’m sure he has no idea that she’s here... and yet as she smiles at
me, her sparkling eyes urging me to answer her question, I realize that I want
to.
    “He came into the gift shop where I was working as an
assistant,” I say, “he wanted to buy a gift.” I pause, “for you actually.”
    She laughs merrily, as if I’ve said something terribly funny,
“and then it was love at first sight.” She states.
    For me,  it probably was, but I still don’t know about
David, so I don’t say anything
    She wants to know everything about me. As we talk, I try my
best not to give away too much, and not to sound evasive either.
    “You should go out,” she states finally, “make friends, meet
people, and discover the city on your own.” Her voice is earnest. “I’m only
here a few weeks every year these days, but whenever I’m in town we could have
lunch, get to know each other better.
    “That would be lovely.” I mean it.
    I hear the elevator bell. Moments later, David walks into
the living room, his face hardening to stone when he sees who I’m with.
    It’s really early for him to come home. I immediately
suspect that Mrs. Daniels called him to tell him his mother was with me. I look
from him to his mother, and I’m sad to see the longing on her face. She loves
him, I realize, and he’s shut her out. That’s his revenge for all the years she
ignored him.
    I get up from the couch. “I was just getting to know your
mother.” I say cheerfully. I’m annoyed that he has kept her from me, but I’m
also eager to ease the tension I can sense in the room.
    “Isn’t that wonderful,” His smile seems made of ice, “and
now she is leaving.”
    “David...” her voice is a plea.
    “David!” I exclaim at the same time, shocked at his
rudeness.
    He ignores me. “Why did you come here?” he says to her, the contempt
in his voice unrelenting.
    She sighs. “David, my son got married, and I had no idea.”
She looks exasperated, “I just wanted to meet Sophie.”
    Her answer doesn’t get anywhere with him. “I don’t want you
here,” his voice is steel, “The next time you cajole anyone to let you in I
will fire them.”
    I see her stiffen, and square her shoulders. I hate that he
is humiliating her. No matter their history she is still his mother.
    “No,  you won’t.” my voice is hesitant, but I can see that he’s
hurting her, and I don’t like it, “and you may not want her here, but I do.”
    David looks at me in surprise, his expression soon changes
to exasperation. “Sophie...” he starts.
    “No stop,” I interrupt, “Why don’t you want her here? Is it because
you want to continue keeping me a secret? Why don’t you make her sign a non-disclosure
agreement?”
    His eyes narrow. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”
    “Don’t I?” I stare at him squarely, “didn’t you make the
beauty team, the personal shopper, every person I’ve spoken to in all the days
you’ve kept me hidden in this apartment sign a document to prevent them for
saying anything to anyone about me?”
    He runs a hand through his hair and glares past me at his
mother. She shrugs, the movement of her shoulders saying she knew nothing about
it. “You wouldn’t understand.” He says finally, his eyes meeting mine.
    My annoyance turns to pain. It’s bad enough that he thinks
it’s okay to keep me a secret, but to keep things from me because he think I
don’t have the capacity to understand them is just insulting. Of course, I tell
myself. It’s already clear that he doesn’t have any feelings for me. I’m just a
willing body to him, a warm body he doesn’t have to tell anything.
    I turn away from him and walk out of the room. At that
moment,  I almost wish that I’d never met him. I’m tired of the feelings that
have taken over me, the love, the frustration, the desperation, the deep
sadness that comes with knowing I