“I suppose it could have gone worse

“I suppose it could have gone worse,” Alex announced as they walked into their living room.
“You didn't hear her, Alex. That won't be the end of it, I'm telling you!”
“I know that, Clara,” he replied angrily, “And I'm the one who is going to have to sit through all of that.”
“I told you I am sorry,” she said, repeating her apology again, “I can't undo it. When will you be able to forgive me?”
Alex turned around and looked at her. Clara hoped that maybe her pretty face or her puppy dog eyes would help him get over their fight. It had worked before – on lesser things, but apparently not this time.
“I don't know, Clara, just give it time.”
“I am sick of this,” Clara yelled, tears forming in her eyes. She just couldn't hold it in any longer, “I hate that we're always fighting. I feel absolutely miserable and I know it's my fault but all I want is for you to kiss me and tell me I'm beautiful like you've always done. Just say it! Say we're going to be fine!”
Alex hesitated, but eventually he spoke. “We're going to be fine. I hope. And I'm going to bed,” he said and began to turn away.
“Our bed?”
“No,” he replied, “I think I'm gonna stay in the guest room for a little while. Are you going to bed, too?”
Clara swallowed. “No, I think I need some fresh air first.”



OOO



John grabbed the box of fish 'n chips from the passenger seat and slammed the door of his van, thankful to finally be outside in the cold evening air. Nothing really seemed to help take his mind off Clara. All he could think about was her and how he could tell her that what had happened the night before could never ever happen again. Maybe it was time he told her the truth, told her that Alex was his son. She would understand. And she would also think that he had only used her to get close to him, which might even have been true in the beginning. No, telling her would probably be a mistake.
John turned around and saw that Clara had also just stepped outside of her house, wearing a long, pretty ball gown under her jacket. She waved at him when she spotted him next to his car and reluctantly John waved back. He watched her look right and left before she crossed the street and approached him.
“Went out for a midnight snack?” Clara asked casually.
“Went to the cinema. And then late night snack,” he said, leaning with his back against the van. Clara followed his example.
“Can I steal one?”
John held the box in her direction and Clara snagged one of the chips.
“What film did you see?”
John sighed. And then he laughed. “I can't actually remember. It was pretty boring. You were at the ball, I assume?”
“Yes,” Clara replied, staring at her feet, “It was terrible. Missy had told everyone of course and they were all staring at us. I know it was my fault but still, wasn't exactly a nice evening.”
“Yeah, it kind of is your own fault. What you said to Missy – ouch.”
“I'm sorry,” Clara said, now looking at him. John could tell by her expression that she meant it even though he wished she would stop looking at him like that.
“It's okay,” John said sincerely.
“No, it's not okay. Whether everyone believed it or not, I shouldn't have told everyone about your secret. That was anything but okay.”
“Clara, I never said it was a secret. Do I walk around with a sign around my neck that says 'I've been to prison for murder'? No, I don't, but it is the truth and it is my past and I never meant to hide that forever.”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “So you're not mad that I told everyone?”
“You could have picked a better time and place to do so, but no, not really. I was mad that you screwed things up with Missy. I actually liked her.”
“Well, I didn't,” Clara mumbled and quickly looked away. He had to say something and he had to say it now before he lost his courage.
“Clara, what happened last night can never happen again. I hope you know that,” he said simply.
“Yeah, I know,” she admitted, obviously sad, “Things are complicated with Alex at the moment, but I want to fix it. But you-”
“No, don't

結果 (中文) 1:

"我想它本来可以更糟，"亚历克斯宣布了，他们走进了他们的客厅里。"你没听见她，亚历克斯。那不会它的结尾，我告诉你 ！""我知道的克莱拉，"他生气地回答:"和我要熬过这一切的人"。"我告诉你，我很抱歉，"她说，重复她的道歉，"我不能撤消。何时你能原谅我？"亚历克斯转过身来，看着她。克莱拉希望也许她漂亮的脸蛋或她的小狗的狗的眼睛会帮助他摆脱他们的战斗。它以前曾工作 — — 在较小的东西，但显然这次没有。"我不知道，克莱拉，只是给他们一些时间。"我受不了了，"克拉拉喊道，眼泪模糊了她的眼睛中。她只是不住对它在任何更长，"我讨厌我们一直在战斗。绝对难受，我知道它是我的错，但我想要的是你要吻我，告诉我我是美丽的像你一直在做。只是说它 ！说我们会没事的 ！"亚历克斯犹豫了一下，但最终他说话。"我们会没事的。我希望。我要去睡觉，"他说，开始转身离开。"我们的床上吗？""不，"他回答说，"我认为我要呆在客人房间里待了一会儿。你也要到床上吗？"克莱拉吞下。"不，我认为我首先需要一些新鲜的空气"。 噢噢噢 约翰抓住的鱼和薯条从乘客座位箱，关上了门他的货车，心存最后外面寒冷的夜晚空气中。没有什么真的似乎有助于让他忘了克拉拉。他能想到的就是她和他怎么能告诉她前, 一天晚上发生了什么事可能永远不会再发生。也许它的时候他告诉她真相，告诉她，亚历克斯是他的儿子。她会理解。她也想过，他仅用了她去接近他，其中甚至有可能真正开始。不，告诉她将可能一个错误。约翰转过身来，看见，克拉拉也刚在她家门外下她的外套穿着长长的漂亮的晚礼服。她朝他挥了挥手，当她发现他在他的车旁边，很不情愿地约翰挥手。他看着她看看右边和左边之前她穿过街道，朝他走来。"出去夜宵吗？"克莱拉不经意地问。"去看电影了。然后宵夜，"他说，斜背靠范。克莱拉遵循他的榜样。"我可以偷人？"约翰拿着她的方向的盒子和克拉拉寻亲的筹码之一。"你看到什么电影呢？"约翰叹了口气。然后他笑了。"我真的记不起啊。这是很无聊。我假设你是在舞会上，"吗？"没错，"克拉拉回答，盯着她的脚，"它是可怕。小姑娘告诉大家当然和他们都盯着我们。我知道它是我的错，但仍然，不完全是一个愉快的夜晚。"是的这种是你自己的错。什么你说到小姑娘 — — 哎呦。"我很抱歉，"克拉拉说，现在看着他。约翰的她的表情可以看出她意味着它，尽管他希望她不要再那样看着他。约翰真诚地说:"没关系，"。"不，它不是好。是否每个人都相信它或不，我不应该已经告诉大家关于你的秘密。那是不好。"克拉拉，我永远不会说这是一个秘密。做我跟走走的迹象我脖子，说: '我已经因谋杀入狱' 吗？不，我不这样做，但这是事实这是我的过去和我从来没有打算永远掩盖这一点。"她抬了抬眉毛，看他。"所以你不是疯了，我已经告诉大家呢？""你能挑一个更好的时间和地点，这样做，但没有，不是真的。疯了，你搞砸的事情与小姐了我其实很喜欢她"。"好吧，我没有，"克拉拉喃喃自语，马上转移视线。他不得不说些什么，他现在就说出来之前，他失去了他的勇气。"克拉拉，发生了什么事昨晚可能永远不会再次发生。我希望你知道的"他说。"是的我知道，"她承认，显然伤心，"事情目前复杂与亚历克斯，但我想要修复它。但你 — —""不，不