Introduction
Det var en kold og regnfuld aften i København. Gaderne var næsten tomme, og de få mennesker, der var ude, skyndte sig hjem under deres paraplyer. Anna sad alene på en lille café ved vinduet og stirrede ud på regnen, der trommede mod ruden. Hun rørte tankeløst rundt i sin kaffe, mens hendes tanker fløj tilbage til den aften, hvor alt ændrede sig.
"Jeg kan ikke gøre det her længere, Anna," havde Peter sagt. Hans stemme var rolig, men hans øjne afslørede smerten. "Jeg elsker dig, men vi er bare ikke gode for hinanden."
Anna havde følt, hvordan hendes hjerte brast i det øjeblik. Hun havde forsøgt at argumentere, at finde en løsning, men Peter var urokkelig. Han havde pakket sine ting og forladt deres fælles lejlighed, og siden da havde Anna følt sig tom og fortabt.
Hun tog en dyb indånding og forsøgte at ryste minderne af sig. Det var nu tre måneder siden, og selvom smerten stadig var der, vidste hun, at hun måtte komme videre. Hun tog en slurk af sin kaffe og kiggede rundt i caféen. Der var kun få andre gæster, og de fleste var optaget af deres egne samtaler eller bøger.
Pludselig gik døren op, og en høj, mørkhåret mand trådte ind. Han rystede regnen af sin frakke og kiggede sig omkring, inden hans blik faldt på Anna. Deres øjne mødtes, og et øjeblik følte hun en mærkelig varme sprede sig i kroppen. Han smilede forsigtigt og gik hen til disken for at bestille.
Anna vidste ikke, hvad det var ved ham, der fangede hendes opmærksomhed, men noget ved hans tilstedeværelse føltes beroligende. Hun besluttede sig for at blive lidt længere og se, hvad der ville ske. Måske var det tid til at åbne sit hjerte igen, selvom det stadig var skrøbeligt.
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Chapter 1
Alle deres venner vidste, at Camilla Learmond var helt forgabt i Leopold Wipere.
Hun var så vild med ham, at hun nærmest ikke havde sit eget liv, ingen personlig plads, og hun ønskede at tilbringe hvert eneste sekund af dagen med ham.
Hver gang de gik fra hinanden, kom hun krybende tilbage inden for tre dage og bad om at blive sammen igen.
Enhver anden ville måske sige "slå op," men ikke Camilla.
Den dag var der fødselsdagsfest for Camillas gode ven, Oliver Johnson.
Ingen havde set det komme, da Leopold dukkede op med sin nye kæreste.
Da Leopold trådte ind med sin nye flamme, Amara Scott, blev festen helt stille, og alle øjne var rettet mod Camilla.
Camilla skulle jo være Leopolds pige!
Camilla stoppede med at pille en mandarin og tvang et smil frem. "Hvorfor er der så stille? Hvorfor stirrer I alle sammen på mig?"
"Camilla." Hendes venner sendte hende bekymrede blikke.
Alle vidste, hvor forelsket Camilla var i Leopold, og nu hvor han havde taget en anden pige med til festen, måtte hun være knust.
Leopold derimod var ligeglad med Camillas følelser. Han hyggede sig med Amara, smed sig på sofaen og ignorerede Camilla, mens han sagde til Oliver, "Tillykke med fødselsdagen, Oliver."
Han var så fræk, som om intet var hændt.
Camilla mistede ikke besindelsen; det var Olivers fødselsdag, og hun ønskede ikke at lave en scene.
Hun rejste sig for at gå. "Jeg smutter lige på toilettet."
Camilla var ikke kommet langt, da hun hørte stemmer bag sig, "Leopold, Camilla er her. Sagde jeg det ikke til dig på forhånd? Hvorfor tog du stadig din nye pige med?"
"Virkelig, Leopold, det er for meget."
"Whatever." Leopold så helt upåvirket ud. Han slap Amaras slanke talje og tændte en cigaret.
I den stigende røg smilede han, som en spiller der troede, livet bare var et spil.
Camilla blev roligt færdig på toilettet. Mens hun rettede sin makeup, kiggede hun på sig selv i spejlet og gav et bittert smil.
Leopold var ligeglad med hende, ligeglad med hendes følelser, så hvorfor skulle hun fortsætte med at elske ham?
Det var tid til at afslutte det med Leopold!
Camilla tog en dyb indånding og besluttede sig.
Da Camilla kom tilbage til festen, så hun noget, der fik hendes hjerte til at synke endnu mere.
Lige der stod Leopold og kyssede sin nye pige, Amara, foran alle.
Camilla følte en skarp smerte. Var det her fyren, hun havde elsket i seks år?
I det øjeblik føltes det hele bare som en grusom joke.
"Camilla er tilbage," hviskede nogen.
Alle vendte sig for at se.
Nogen begyndte at forklare, "Camilla, tag det roligt. Leopold leger bare med denne her pige; han elsker stadig dig..."
Leopold afbrød og kiggede på Camilla. "Nu hvor alle er her, vil jeg bare sige det."
"Camilla, jeg er færdig med os. Jeg elsker dig ikke længere. Lad os slå op!"
Camilla knyttede næverne, hendes negle borede sig ind i hendes håndflader, men hun syntes ikke at føle nogen smerte.
Seks års kærlighed, og det sluttede med "Jeg elsker dig ikke længere. Lad os slå op."
Leopold vendte sig mod sin nye pige og sagde, "Amara er en fantastisk pige. Jeg vil gifte mig med hende!"
Camilla nikkede stumt. "Okay."
"Selvom vi slår op, kan vi stadig være venner. Hvis du nogensinde har brug for noget, kan du stadig komme til mig," sagde Leopold.
"Ingen grund," tvang Camilla et smil frem. "Nu hvor vi slår op, skal vi ikke kontakte hinanden mere. Det er kun fair over for din nye pige."
Leopold hævede et øjenbryn, så en smule overrasket ud. Baseret på hvad han vidste om Camilla, burde hun tigge ham om ikke at slå op. Hvorfor var hun så rolig?
"Oliver," Camilla så på Oliver og sagde, "Tillykke med fødselsdagen. Alle sammen, hav det sjovt. Jeg smutter. Tallerkenen med mandariner på bordet, dem har jeg pillet. Nyd dem, spild dem ikke."
Leopold kunne ikke lide at spise frugt, undtagen mandariner.
Men han var super kræsen; han rørte dem ikke, medmindre alt det hvide var væk.
Gennem årene sørgede Camilla for, at han fik sin daglige dosis vitaminer ved at skrælle mandarinerne, rense dem og placere dem på en tallerken lige foran ham.
Leopold kunne ikke lade være med at sige: "Jeg får chaufføren til at køre dig hjem."
Camilla svarede køligt: "Det er ikke nødvendigt, jeg har bestilt en bil."
Oliver tilbød: "Camilla, jeg følger dig til døren."
Camilla vinkede ham af og vendte sig for at gå.
Mens Camilla gik væk, begyndte alle at snakke: "Leopold, jeg tror virkelig, Camilla er sur denne gang. Burde du ikke gå og undskylde?"
"Ingen måde, ingen måde."
"Præcis! Hvor mange gange har de skændtes? Hver gang kommer Camilla tilbage som om intet var sket efter et par dage."
"Jeg vædder på, at inden fem dage vil Camilla komme tilbage til Leopold og bede om at blive sammen igen."
Leopold smilede selvsikkert. "Camilla kan ikke undvære mig en dag. Jeg vædder på, at hun kommer tilbage til mig inden for tre timer og beder om at blive sammen igen!"
"Det er rigtigt, hele verden ved, at Camilla er skør med Leopold."
"Manden, jeg er så misundelig. Hvorfor kan jeg ikke finde en pige, der er så hengiven over for mig?"
"Kan du sammenligne dig med Leopold? Han er flot og rig!"
"Sandt, haha."
Da Camilla kom tilbage til villaen, var det allerede tidligt om morgenen.
Hun brugte en halv time på at pakke sine ting.
Hun havde boet der i tre år, og nu kunne hun pakke alt, hvad hun havde brug for, i en lille kuffert.
Hun tog ikke de fine tøj i walk-in garderoben eller de smykker, hun aldrig havde båret.
Det eneste, hun fortrød, var de bøger.
Men det var okay; indholdet var i hendes hoved, så hun havde ikke brug for dem længere.
Hendes blik gled hen over sminkebordet, og Camilla gik hen for at åbne en skuffe.
Inde i lå der en check på halvtreds millioner dollars.
Under checken lå et dokument—Skødet for Grund 3-5, Nr. 72, Øst Forstad.
Selvom det var i forstæderne, var det mindst tyve millioner dollars værd.
Leopold havde underskrevet dem begge. Han havde efterladt dem der under en af deres tidligere brud, sikker på at Camilla ikke ville turde tage dem, fordi det ville betyde, at forholdet virkelig var slut.
Seks år for halvfjerds millioner dollars?
Camilla følte pludselig, at det ikke var en dårlig handel.
Hvor mange kvinder kunne få en så stor sum som kompensation for deres ungdom?
Hun lagde dem i sin taske.
Siden han gav dem, hvorfor ikke tage dem?
Kærligheden var væk, men i det mindste var der penge.
Hun var ikke en tåbe.
"Hej, er det rengøringsfirmaet? Tager I hastesager?"
"...Ja, en grundig rengøring. Jeg betaler ekstra."
Camilla efterlod nøglerne i entreen, satte sig ind i en taxa og kørte direkte til sin bedste veninde Juniper Russells hus.
På vej derhen ringede rengøringsdamen igen for at bekræfte.
"Frøken, er du sikker på, at du ikke vil have nogle af disse ting?"
"Ja, håndter dem som du finder bedst."
Hun lagde på.
Da Leopold kom hjem, var det allerede sent om natten. Rengøringsholdet var for længst færdige og væk.
Den stærke parfume på ham gav ham hovedpine. Han løsrede sin krave og planlagde at sætte sig på sofaen, men han faldt i søvn der.
Næste morgen vågnede han til den velkendte lyd af tallerkener, der klirrede i køkkenet.
Han løftede tæppet og satte sig op, gned sine tindinger og rakte ud efter et glas vand.
Uventet greb han ingenting, hans hånd stoppede over sofabordet.
Så smirkede han og tænkte, 'Hun kom tilbage, dækkede mig med et tæppe, men lavede ikke en tømmermændssuppe til mig? Hun kan bare ikke give slip på mig efter alle disse år, kan hun?'
Leopold rejste sig. "Du burde..."
"Hr. Wipere, er De vågen?"
"Mira?"
"Vær venlig at vaske Dem først, morgenmaden er klar om to minutter. Forresten, frøs De, mens De sov? Jeg tændte for varmen og lagde et ekstra tæppe på, bare for en sikkerheds skyld."
"Okay."
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