My eyelids feel heavy, my throat is dry and the incessant beeping of a machine makes me want to wake up.I open my eyes and the first thing I see is the white color of the walls of the place where I am. I look to the side and realize that the sound is coming from the heart rate monitor to which I am connected.Damn, I need water.Just as I'm trying to pull myself up from the stretcher I'm lying on, I notice how the door to the room opens and a young woman in a nurse's uniform enters, and when she sees me, gives me a smile."I see you're awake," she says, approaching me."I'm thirsty," I reply with difficulty."Well, I'll give you some water," he says, taking the jar sitting on the small table."I can," I say when I see her bring the container to my mouth."I know, but I'm going to help you," she says to finally give me a drink of the liquid that cools my throat."Thank you.""You're welcome," she replies, giving me a kind smile."Can I ask you...how long have I been here?""Not long,
"Are you Claudia Rodriguez?" he asks puzzled, focusing his gaze from the paper in his hand to me."And you are the psychotherapist Matt Nolan?" I question, very confused."You answer first," he asks me."Yes, obviously I am, that's why I'm here," I clarify, not getting over my astonishment."Well, well, who knew Nurse Rodriguez's daughter was the girl who wished I'd choke on a wine," he retorts, taking a seat across from me.5"And who knew a renowned psychotherapist would turn out to be a shoplifter," I say, at which point he bursts out laughing, flashing a dazzling smile."It's not my fault you didn't take the bottle first, Miss Rodriguez," he expresses, bringing a hand to his chin with a smile forming on his lips."You snatched it from me before you did.""Next time be quicker," he says with a sneer."You mean you're admitting what you did?" I face him, because it was something that didn't happen when we were in the supermarket."No, I just claimed I'm faster than you.""Whatever,"
Claudia's POVI see the time on the clock and I become alert as I realize that I have to be ready in less than five minutes or else I'll be late.I look at myself for a few seconds in the mirror, trying to make up my mind and finally I choose to leave my hair loose, au naturel. I think it's time to step out of my comfort zone and look a little different.Today for the first time, after how horrible I've felt over the past few months, I genuinely feel good. It's been two months since my first consultation with Dr. Nolan, and I can tell you that, if I have made one good decision in my life, it has been to accept to go to therapy.If it wasn't for his help, I don't know what would have become of me, or at least I don't know if I would have been able to get out of that cave full of darkness, sadness and desolation that I was living in.Today, standing here in front of the mirror, for the first time in my life I realize what an incredible, beautiful, phenomenal, valuable, capable, intellige
My parents are not at home, as they were at work and will not be back until later.I need to find a job as soon as possible. I have no idea where I will be able to get one, but I will start sending papers. I hadn't wanted to assimilate yet, but I have to get used to the idea that I will definitely settle down here in Madrid.I thought Italy would be my home forever, but then all that illusion vanished. Now thinking about that country means nothing more than remembering those painful events, and having to refuse the idea that my dream could not be fulfilled.I've been craving something sweet, and besides, it's been a while since I've made a dessert by myself. I take all the ingredients out of the cupboard, and prepare the rice pudding.I pour a good amount on a plate, and just as I'm about to put it in the fridge to cool it down, I hear the sound of cool down a bit, I hear the doorbell ring. When I open the door, I'm pleasantly surprised to see that Alexis is here."Alexis," I say wit
A decision that can change everything. The fear of being wrong, of everything going wrong.I have spent all these days since Eva's call, thinking and analyzing. There was the logical and viable option, to stay here, in my safe place.Deciding between living in peace without her memory, or deciding between going, taking a risk and living my dream, the dream I could never make come true.It's hard when the fear of losing yourself again seems to take over. But it's worse to think about the idea of never being able to do the things you always wanted to do, and having to live in dissatisfaction because of how much you limited yourself.My mother tried to change my mind, but I didn't give in, my mind was made up: I'm going back to Italy."Passengers we have successfully landed at Florence Airport," I hear someone say once the plane has touched the runway and after unbuckling my seatbelt and grabbing my hand luggage, I make my way to the plane's exit.I remember the reasons that forced me to
What's the best way to start your first day of work on what could be the opportunity of a lifetime? Of course, with a hangover.I shouldn't have agreed to go out with Pilar.After we left the first club we went to yesterday, she made us go to another one and we ended up drinking too much, except for Eva, who was the one who almost dragged us out.This morning I had to use all my willpower to get out of bed on time, and be able to get to the company on time. Fortunately I managed it, and now, five minutes before leaving, I am completely ready to start the day.I will have to go shopping, because technically I don't have any formal clothes, but I did my best."Claudia, it's time to go," Eva says from the hallway."I'll be right there," I reply, grabbing my purse."Holy mother of sinners!" exclaims Eva as she sees me in front of her, with a puzzled expression, which all it causes is an uncontrollable giggle to come out of me. "These are the moments in my life when you look so good, I'm t
At a glance.In front of me is him, more than three months have passed since the last time I saw him.So many days without wanting to know anything about him or to name him and now, by a bad move of fate, I have him in front of me showing me that no matter how much time passes, or how much I think I'm over him, with his presence alone, he will always make my senses cloud and my interior revolt.He will always make me feel vulnerable before the existence of his being.He looks like the very perfection I was once madly in love with. And in a brief review, it does not go unnoticed that he now has the skin on his arms tattooed."Baby, you're back," he says in a restrained, husky voice.We both find ourselves in a state of absolute state of bewilderment, our faces say everything and at the same time nothing."Damn, are you okay?" he says suddenly, standing inches away from me and enveloping my nostrils with his magnificent scent. "Claudia, why did you cross like that?"I'm still not able t
Since yesterday, my mind has gone blank and there has been no way for me to process what happened.I didn't keep crying, I didn't come here to keep doing it, and I didn't allow myself to. However, it is impossible not to feel confused, hurt, and unable to control my emotions when it comes to him.I can't believe I saw him, I can't forget what he said to me, and I'd be lying to say that remembering his words doesn't hurt me, and so does his attitude. Nevertheless, it was like a revelation.It confirmed to me that I made the best decision, that separating from Alessandro was the best thing to do, and that once and for all I have to forget about him and let go of all bygones."Claudia, I'm leaving now," Eva says as she enters the kitchen, pulling me out of my thoughts."Here, I made you lunch," I say, holding out the lunch box I made for her."Clau," she says, taking it as she shakes her head. "You don't have to do this.""Sure I do, I'm not going to be in your house living for free doin