She's been calling for minutes to apologize, but I can't even be bothered to reject her call. I let the phone ring, just so she can understand that some things can't be tolerated, because that would mean trampling all over your own dignity, and some mistakes are unforgivable, her mistake being one of them. I still can't comprehend how she could do such a thing after years of me offering her trust and after so many vows that no one would stand between us. How come she had the heart to eat the last piece of chocolate?
(Translated by Cristina-Bianca Ion / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In July 2021, the group has 6.800 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
