The belief grinned. She looked at Roman a victorious look. Now she did not doubt that he still loves it. She considered that if it is not so, then he not for the world would not recognize the treason. Yes, he loved it, and she knew it. Whether she will forgive him, we will look? It is clear now only one: she still loved Roman. Its feelings did not cool down, and she knew it.
− That ж. – she told the ruling tone. – It is good that you recognized the treason, and can, I will forgive you, but? Whether you forgive yourself? Here in what a question.
Roman heaved a deep sigh.
Chapter-8
Paralysis
Letter of Belief to Hope
Dear Nadezhda!
I write you as I want to share as there took place the conversation between me and Roman. In general the conversation was productive. Roman recognized the treason, and perhaps I will forgive him, sometime, but not now. There passed not enough time, and the wound still bleeds. It is difficult to forget it, only time heals wounds. So at present I can only … what only? I cannot return and forgive to it too I cannot. But I understand that all of us are not innocent, and I including. Now I should think, to put everything on the places so I leave. When you read this letter, I will not be in the city any more.
Good-bye.
Yours faithfully, Vera.
Nadezhda Roman's letter
Sonny. You the idiot that missed Vera. Better than the woman all of you equally will not find. From the letter written by Vera to me it is clear that she still loves you, the blockhead. A question in another: whether she will be able to forgive you. You are guilty of the incident both, but you? What, could not make a compromise? You could try to bring children with Vera, having agreed that you need substitute mother. But you also did not dare to think of it. Now wait when it arrives, do everything possible to make amends.
Your mother.
Roman's letter to mother
Dear mother!
I already asked forgiveness for Vera, even presented her a ring, but she does not want to recognize that on this treason it pushed me. If she told earlier that she is healthy, and put only in me, then I would know what to do. But occurred absolutely not so. She hid from me that she is healthy. And now what wants? I, of course, do not exculpate with myself for the incident, but she is guilty not less mine. I understand that she made it not from the evil, obviously, she wanted that our marriage was not destroyed, but she was mistaken. A lie not to save marriage, and it perfectly understood it. Its justifications are based only on one: she did not want to have children, it is obvious she has some secret about which we do not know.
Novel.
Nadezhda Roman's letter.
The novel, you are mistaken. The belief wanted children too, otherwise it would not be treated.
Mother.
Vera Roman's letter and Nadezhda.
Hello!
The morning sun never lasts a day. Here and I come back home soon. Took a walk and will be enough. My train will arrive to the Leningrad station of the thirteenth at 17:10. This fast, Sapsan.
I will wait, Vera.
Exactly at seventeen hours ten minutes Moscow time number … arrived to a way the white high-speed train Sapsan. Having gone out of the train, the young woman went according to the platform to an exit. Having passed through the metaldetector, it passed further and entered the station, passed it all and came to Three Station Square. This was Vera. It just arrived from St. Petersburg where spent the vacation.
Nobody met her though it also sent the letter to Roman and Nadezhda that they met her if they want. But nobody met her. She faced doors to the station from where now it left, and thought that Roman nevertheless returned to Larisa, and his mother? Obviously, she could not abandon Roman. Though Roman was her son, he, but not it, solved how to him to live.
The belief thought that obviously Larisa achieved the, and … this minute its cellular rang out. The belief pulled out phone from the handbag, looked who called. It was number of the Novel.
− Hallo. Novel, it you?
− Yes, – she heard in reply, is I.
Its voice was excited. Obviously, something happened.
− you where? – hasty she asked. – Something happened?
− Da! – he exclaimed so that it "yes!" Looked rather as "Yes – and-and!". it did not constrain itself(himself) from the problems and with them of emotions which pulled hard on it. – To mother it is bad! Come soon in hospital!
The belief for a second became puzzled: she could not understand how in general it is possible? When she left, everything was normal, and now? Really something occurred? Something that she did not know yet? And what it costs here? It has to be with the husband now, support him in a difficult situation. And it? Why it not there? Why here, at Three Station Square?
She hasty asked.
− you now in what hospital?
− I in Burdenko. Chamber number thirteen.
The belief immediately caught the taxi and, continuing to speak by phone, went to institute of Burdenko.
From Vera's memoirs
Today I was at institute of Burdenko. Visited Nadezhda, Roman's mother. Show. The hope lay in chamber of resuscitation, she could not move hands and legs. Full paralysis. Roman sat in a corridor on a bench. Now expression "on it was appropriate there is no person". Yes, wished nobody it. I asked it how his mother. On what he heaved a deep sigh, and I understood that his mother is bad.
The doctor told that she is paralyzed, and added that she, perhaps, had some stress. Also he added that it is possible it will be forever chained to a bed or to a wheelchair and that it after an extract from hospital will need leaving. Also he suggested to send in this case her to a nursing home or a hospice, but Roman told that to it not to happen. He is still able to take care of the mother.
I asked Roman that I happened? What he answered that "last night Larisa came to them, and imposed requirement that I married her. She was not concerned by such concepts as morals or any other concept, she wanted that I married it, motivating it with the fact that I with it spent that ill-fated night, and she is pregnant". What Roman objected to and, having shown it results of analyses, told that he just purely physically could not conceive it the child, and the fact that it carries in the belly, cannot even be its work remotely. But Larisa claimed that it not so that she did not deceive him that it is his child, but not any other man. But Roman did not trust it and as it is possible to trust that person who insolently deceives you − in any way differently it will not call. Deception and only what else to tell?
His mother was though the tolerant woman, but also she could not stand aside. She squoze the word and did not restrain. It could be heard anywhere, and at first heart, then nerves did not sustain all this horror. To it it became bad, and then paralysis. It confined her to the bed, now she could not move even a finger. And fed her through a tube.
The novel exposed Larisa from the apartment, but it, leaving, told the following: that it is a pity to it, and she will make everything that his mother recovered. What Roman just on it bellowed so at that she was frightened of his furious and mad look.