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Subject: [Happiness]
From: Pejman, pejman4444@hotmail.com [19]
To: Payam, payamp@phtechnology.ir [20]
December 18, 1:11:01 a.m.

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Dear Brother:

I never thought that I could be so happy. Kati and I have made our decision. We are going to be together. Together forever like we were always meant to be. I can’t stop grinning these days and it is all I can do to stop myself from packing up this very minute and saying good-bye to my former life, if one can even call it a “life.” It was more like existing without purpose, breathing under water, forever suffocating, dying little by little.

It didn’t come easily of course. At first, Kati refused to see me, to heed my calls. When I finally saw her face to face for the first time after the kiss we shared, she put up the resistance that I expected from her. She tried to deny it at first, saying it was a mistake, we got carried away, etc. But every time I touched her, she recoiled like she had been struck by lightning. She kept trying to turn from me, avoid my gaze. I told her I would only accept her words if she could say them to me looking directly in my eyes, hands in my hands, our bodies close together. I knew she felt the same way as me.

As soon as I had in her my arms, she started shaking. Her words stopped short in her throat and turned to weeping. I bent down and kissed her again and this time, we melted in each other’s arms and did not re-emerge until it was already dark outside and the half moon glowed peacefully on our entangled bodies.

Oh the hours we spent exploring each other, like two famished travelers who had finally reached their destination, an exotic island that offered them endless supplies of succulently ripe fruits and sweet wine. Kati loves the way she lives her life, spirited and intense, graceful and passionate.

What a far cry from those awkward nights on our so-called honeymoon with Nassim, when we awkwardly fumbled in the dark, trying our best to act out an ecstasy that we clearly did not experience. I felt so embarrassed for Nassim then, acting like a teen-aged virgin on her first night, as if I wouldn’t guess that at the age of thirty, she was likely to have more lovers than I could count on my fingers! I appreciated all the more Kati’s sincerity. She made no attempts whatsoever at disingenuously hiding the fact that she was a more than experienced lover, who knew both how to be pleasurable and how to pleasure herself. With Kati, I knew I would always be able to go back to that island and keep on exploring for any number of times and still be surprised to find more hidden treasures waiting to be unravelled by me.

Afterwards, when we had reached the point of exhaustion, we lay quietly together, not wanting this moment to end, not wanting the magic to vanish suddenly. It was I who first broke the spell. There was no doubt in my mind about the next step.

-- “Kati, I am in love with you, been in love with you for so long. I don’t ever want us to be apart.”

She looked at me, her eyes wide with apprehension but also love:

-- “Pejman, I can’t be the cause of you and my sister… I just simply couldn’t…”

-- “You have nothing to do with it.” I said, on fire. “I mean, of course, you have everything to do with it but I mean, my marriage is… a sham. It has always been, way before I met you. We just, we float around each other, pretending to be a couple but there is nothing and I mean NOTHING between us. You have to believe me.”

Understandably, it was a huge hurdle to get over, convince her that we could do this, that we ought to do this, we owed it to ourselves to be happy and live our life. Sure, people would get hurt but wasn’t she tired of living life to please others and always remain unsatisfied? I had never been so articulate, so passionate. The words flowed so easily. I don’t know how to explain it. Before Kati, it seemed I always lived in the shadow. My mind was befuddled, my emotions warped and confused. Now, it was all crystal clear. One path to follow and follow it until the end, no matter what.

We have decided to wait until after the Christmas-New Year holidays to tell Nassim and her parents. It will give us some time to make the proper arrangements for our life, which will mean relocating, probably to Paris or maybe even Barcelona. It will also give you some time to prepare our parents for this turn of events. I know you will do right by me brother. Even if you disagree with my choices, you cannot deny me the right to be happy, and neither can our parents.

I will write to you soon when I am more clear on what our future plans will be.

My best to you and yours,

Pejman >>> Part 19 [21]

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