{"id":25694,"date":"2026-02-07T10:54:32","date_gmt":"2026-02-07T07:54:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mybook.am\/?p=25694"},"modified":"2026-02-07T10:54:33","modified_gmt":"2026-02-07T07:54:33","slug":"je-restais-immobile-a-la-regarder-comme-si-jetais-tombee-dans-un-reve-etranger-un-de-ceux-dont-on-ne-se-reveille-pas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mybook.am\/?p=25694","title":{"rendered":"Je restais immobile, \u00e0 la regarder, comme si j\u2019\u00e9tais tomb\u00e9e dans un r\u00eave \u00e9tranger, un de ceux dont on ne se r\u00e9veille pas."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Dans ses sanglots, il n\u2019y avait ni folie ni provocation. C\u2019\u00e9tait le cri brut de quelqu\u2019un \u00e0 qui on a arrach\u00e9 une vie enti\u00e8re, laissant derri\u00e8re lui un vide impossible \u00e0 combler. Ce genre de douleur ne se joue pas.<br>Les enfants se turent. Les petits-enfants se serr\u00e8rent contre leurs m\u00e8res. Un proche fit un pas vers elle, pr\u00eat \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9loigner, puis s\u2019arr\u00eata net. Quelque chose dans l\u2019air disait clairement : il ne fallait pas interrompre ce moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"683\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/mybook.am\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/8798465498764-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-25692\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mybook.am\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/8798465498764-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/mybook.am\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/8798465498764-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/mybook.am\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/8798465498764-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/mybook.am\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/8798465498764.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 683px) 100vw, 683px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>La femme essuya ses larmes, retira son voile et le posa doucement pr\u00e8s du cercueil, comme on d\u00e9pose une lettre qu\u2019il n\u2019y a plus personne pour lire.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2014 Je ne voulais pas venir, dit-elle d\u2019une voix basse, sans regarder personne. Mais il me l\u2019a demand\u00e9. Il m\u2019a dit : si je pars avant toi\u2026 tu devras venir. M\u00eame s\u2019ils te ha\u00efssent. M\u00eame s\u2019ils ne comprennent pas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Le sol sembla vaciller sous mes pieds. Il lui avait demand\u00e9 \u00e7a ? Lui ? Mon mari ? L\u2019homme avec qui j\u2019avais partag\u00e9 pr\u00e8s de quarante ans : les matins ordinaires, les maladies, les joies, les silences trop longs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2014 Qui \u00eates-vous ? demandai-je enfin. Ma voix tremblait, et je ne cherchais plus \u00e0 la ma\u00eetriser.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Elle se tourna vers moi. Nous nous faisions face : deux femmes du m\u00eame \u00e2ge, deux vies parall\u00e8les, un seul homme entre nous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2014 J\u2019\u00e9tais sa fianc\u00e9e, r\u00e9pondit-elle simplement. Avant vous. Il y a trente-neuf ans.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Un murmure parcourut la pi\u00e8ce. Les regards se croisaient. Les enfants me fixaient, perdus, comme s\u2019ils attendaient de moi des r\u00e9ponses que je n\u2019avais pas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2014 Nous devions nous marier, continua-t-elle. La robe \u00e9tait achet\u00e9e. Les alliances aussi. Trois jours avant la c\u00e9r\u00e9monie, il a disparu. Sans mot. Sans explication. J\u2019ai cru qu\u2019il \u00e9tait mort\u2026 puis j\u2019ai appris qu\u2019il s\u2019\u00e9tait mari\u00e9. Avec vous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ses mots n\u2019\u00e9taient pas tranchants. Ils \u00e9taient lourds. \u00c9crasants. Des souvenirs remont\u00e8rent : ses promenades nocturnes, son bureau toujours ferm\u00e9, son pass\u00e9 qu\u2019il contournait avec soin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2014 Il m\u2019a retrouv\u00e9e des ann\u00e9es plus tard, murmura-t-elle. Il pleurait. Il disait qu\u2019il avait \u00e9t\u00e9 l\u00e2che. Bris\u00e9 par la pression, par sa famille, par la peur. Mais le temps ne se rembobine pas. 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