Chapter 41 - Visits

• There was almost a week until it was Saturday, the day of the meeting with Mr. Fabrizio, since it was only a Monday. I kept asking myself the reasons for waiting so many days if he was supposedly so interested in talking to me, that was something I was never going to understand on his part. I wasn't going to complain or complain either, after all that would help me to put my head and ideas to rest with enough time.
• I had almost a week to think about everything: From all the truths I wanted to spit at him to the way in which to repay the debt I now felt I owed him, so many days to even regret going to that meeting. I had a week to gain resistance to not letting myself be seduced by him. If there was one thing I was clear about, or at least I had to make an effort to be clear about, it was that all these feelings were completely impossible: I couldn't be with a man. like him, much less after everything that happened.
• And I was going to say it as many times as it was enough to convince my head and my heart of that. She had to follow her own advice and be sensible.