“That’s the trouble. They aren’t Sara. They’re all so different. I– Mannaggia…” Michele trailed off into muttered Italian curses, seeming even more distressed. While he knew what Viktor was saying was true it wasn’t as easy to put into practice. How was he supposed to just go up to women and say hello? It seemed like something easily done, but almost every time it ended in awkwardness.
Even if that was how most social interactions he was involved in ended it still didn’t mean he liked being awkward. In fact, it was the complete opposite, and his desperate attempts and trying not to be only proved to make things worse. He’d given up long, long ago.
It was too late for him. He’d spent so much time and energy on Sara that he’d forgotten to develop proper social skills, and now? With Sara wanting out? What was he supposed to do know? He was nothing without her.
–Wait. Interest in other women? No, no, he couldn’t say he had. He’d never really considered it, and if he had, he’d pushed the thought away almost immediately.
“No, I haven’t… Merda. That’s a bad thing, isn’t it?”
“It’s not bad, but..Michele, it makes me wonder just how much you love your sister.” And not to mention, in what way. He definitely had a sister complex from Viktor’s point of view, and that could end up being dangerous down the road. Sara seemed like the independent type the further along she got, and if Michele kept dotting after her, it could potentially ruin their relationship.
“Give her some space. I know you don’t want to do that because of how you feel, but don’t you think it’s necessary? The longer you hang on, the worse it will be down the road. You want her happy, da? What if she finds a man she wants to be with? What will you do then?”
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