He was going crazy. The pressure in his chest didn't let him live; he had spent the last weeks under the influence of his memories. He missed her so much that if he continued like this he couldn't bear it any longer. He had dreamed of her again almost continuously, with images ever closer to what he really wanted to do. And he couldn't fool himself, although he had to with Nora. He hadn't been very attentive to her, and being so distant wasn't turning out to be a good idea; On the contrary, the blue-eyed girl began to despair, as if she feared she had done something serious, becoming solely responsible for her husband's strange behavior, but to tell the truth her only sin was loving him, because Dorian knew better than ever that not he could reciprocate, not at least in the way she wanted, and all to remain in love with that other woman who flooded his hours of sleep and also those in which he was awake.
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