Before I met Fred, I had gotten involved with another man. I was in love. She was silly, and immature. He just took the opportunity to have someone to fuck with. I thought he had a different way of making love, but he didn't love me. He made me a bad person. Unable to break the ice in my heart, I could never love anyone. Feeling attracted, yes, that was easy. But loving... I thought I never knew the meaning of that word.Fred moved me as soon as our eyes met the first time we saw each other, his unusual tastes made me see in him a man who could give me a greater reason to be happy. Without chocolates and flowers. Not with all the luxury. All it was was enough for him. Did I love him too? I didn't know.I felt an electric current wandering through my body whenever it was around, but that was nothing in relation to the chills inside my belly or the acceleration of my heartbeat. He had me, but he wanted me to have him too. But I didn't feel worthy of it. I couldn't delude myself again. A
The notes that sounded from my piano were the saddest I could ever play in my entire life. Nothing else made sense in all that. It had only been fifteen hours since she left, and it was as if I expected her to enter the door again, smiling, hiding her fear. It doesn't matter, even pretending not to. We knew how to do it very well. Pretend not, when the will was yes.My cell phone vibrated once again on the piano, I picked it up on the second ringtone, thinking it was her. But it wasn't."Hanson" I spoke in a hoarse tone, letting the discouragement dominate my voice."Fred. My God, I'm calling you on time. What happened? "It was Elide's voice."I'm fine, Elide. I'd just like to be a little alone. I'll call you back later.”Before I pressed the red button to end the call, she kept talking."It was that submissive of yours, wasn't it? "I was silent. "I told you she wasn't right for you. She said she shouldn't spend so much time at her house, so as not to mix things up. You didn't want to
I woke up with the sunlight hitting my face hard. I had left the window open, without even knowing it. I got up lazily, adjusting my silk pajamas to my body. I had a strange dream last night, but I preferred not to think about it too much.I had slept well, despite everything. Even waking up a few times, with the impression that there was someone in my room. But it was normal, since I was in a new place. New, I mean, it was in my old apartment. With my friends, what could I fear?"Good morning. "I told Elizabeth that she was sinking on the couch having a cup of coffee."Good morning. You look better. Did you sleep well? "She smiled, fixing her beautiful blonde hair on top of her head.“ Yes. I missed it. "I got a cup of coffee for myself too.“you miss sleeping well?”"Almost that. "I stammered, taking a sip of coffee."Hm... and your boyfriend was also in the hospital with your mother?”"He's not my boyfriend. "I spoke harshly, biting a toast. "In fact, he was never my thing. Just a
"One hundred and forty-five confirmed guests, Miss Swan. The buffet confirmed all the food ordered and the designer also confirmed that all the decoration was made. Would you like anything else? "I said on the phone. “ Of course. Right now. The satisfaction is mine, Miss. See you later. "I put the device back on the hook. Getting up from my desk and going to Jack's room, knocking his door three times.”Jack was wearing a black suit and looked extremely impatient as he stared at his notebook. I entered the room, closing the door behind me."Hello, Becca," he said, sounding happy. I had already been pampered by all the employees (including Jack) at the time I stepped in the office, even so, his tone of voice was unbearably sweet and kind. "What does it bring to me?”"Sir, Miss Swan asked for a new place for your party. She thinks the chosen place is too small for her guests. "I informed in a firm tone, in a professional way. Even though I knew that man moved me intensely.“ Hm. I alread
The night had already arrived and had not received any response from Becca about the roses. Perhaps due to the lack of a note he could think that someone else would have sent him the gift, although those red roses have a meaning of their own for both of us. She said she liked the color red, brought her strength.She always said that her mother sent red flowers on her birthday, precisely because she knew she felt good about it. I felt the need to redeem myself in some way, his grudgeful words still invaded my mind, while I ate his favorite dish for dinner.In a strange way, the dinner table seemed bigger than it used to be. Your absence caused this. I blinked a few times trying to get rid of those thoughts, even though I thought it was impossible, since I felt his perfume everywhere.As soon as I finished my dinner, taking one last sip of my wine, I opened my macbook to read my emails. There was nothing but more work. I spent the night to solve everything and I could hardly sleep.I wo
Elizabeth went down with me to the outside of boarding at the airport terminal, she hugged me as if it were a definitive farewell. I confess that this caused me some fear.Not that I was afraid to fly, I had already done it once or twice, the third would not kill me. I had a very logical and confusing theory for some things. If I didn't die doing something dangerous for the first time, it wouldn't be the second time that I would die.Even though it was a crazy theory, and made by my disturbed mind, thinking about it calmed me deeply." Call me as soon as you get there, or I swear to God, I'll go after you.” She said with tears in her eyes."If you keep looking like that, I won't go anymore. You know I always have a theory for everything. Any turbulence and I'll throw myself out the window.”"It's not going to work very well, silly.” She laughed."I love you. Everything will be fine.” I hugged her once again, feeling her almost fraternal warmth."I love you too. See you in a few days.”
I shook my head to go back to my gift, that's when I opened my email, first checking who had sent it. All my organs stopped working. It was an email from Friederich. Maybe it was to ask me about the roses, I hadn't even said I received them, even though I was sure it had been delivered at his behest. I opened the email and once again I feel my organs fail.From: Friederich HansonDate: December 14, 2012 9:30 amTo: Becca SmithSubject: Your tripIs the first class seat comfortable enough for you, Becca? Stay tuned. That knife injury wasn't an accident and you're being reckless to go so far..I curled up in my seat, feeling my hands tremble and my eyes look in all directions for Friederich. I didn't see him. Soon a commissioner approached asking me to keep the device, since we would soon be on the air. Still in automatic mode, I put my phone in my bag, feeling that it was observed. Damn Hanson.We were in the air and I couldn't keep quiet. Always attracting the curious eyes of flight a
From the moment I arrived at the company, until my lunch time I went through four meetings with some partners. I admit to having worked most of the time in automatic mode, just answering what they asked me, approving with my head for some new projects.My thoughts were too far from that company. Too far from Seattle. In the same direction in which the woman I loved was. It was a relief to have received a call to calm my nerves."Sad, one of my contacts in Georgia saw you leaving the airport. "It was Sawyer on the phone."Who was she with?”" With a lady and a young boy.”"boy? "I asked with a frown.. "Discover the name and degree of kinship.”"Of course, sir.”I left my cell phone on the table, leaning forward, holding my jaw with one hand. I tried to calm my nerves. He should be just a relative. A friend. Mother's boyfriend. It shouldn't be anyone who caused me any risk.For a moment it crossed my mind that maybe she traveled so fast to meet only that boy I didn't even know. Although
I had woken up all sweaty and panting. I had had a nightmare like that.I found myself again in that terrible basement, and the smell was so putrid that my nose burned. The men who tortured me had faces. They were well-known men. Some good, others naturally bad. And they knew me too. They smiled when they tortured me, they screamed and laughed. And I, sitting in that chair, just wanted them to be fast, because I needed to sleep and wake up in a good place.There were days when nightmares didn't happen, but lately, they were constant. So, when I woke up in panic, I didn't need to count my fingers. I simply looked out the window and saw the landscape moving, felt the soft swing of the bed, and looked in the direction of the portraits that were glued to the walls so as not to run the risk of falling. I saw the child smiling with teeth still being born, with blond hair fluttering through the wind, and eyes similar to his father's. So I knew I wasn't dreaming.That day, I got up and looked
When I finally got to the hospital, I learned that even Tyler was fine. My mother was in a panic, but taking care of Madeleine, who seemed to be a reality show star who had just had one night like that. Raphael was with Becca's mother, because his family was still on their way to Seattle. Meanwhile, whether she wanted to or not, Rebecca was only accompanied by Pauline. My cousin's girlfriend left the room when I arrived, throwing me what seemed to be her first look of pleasure. I was surprised, but I thought it was just an effect of the madness of that day.“How are you? “I asked Rebecca.She was sitting on the bed, with her hands crossed on her lap and staring at the emptiness."I'm fine, just trying to absorb.”"Do you want to know his reasons? “I asked.Becca denied it with her head."I know they will never be enough. I've never done anything against him. And I should never have gone through what I went through.”Becca's voice became trembling at the end of her sentence, and I felt
Madeleine and Raphael were really at the place where Finley had sent me, but unfortunately the damn Donovan had set traps around the place. That day seemed to be the day I would die, or that the son of a bitch planned to be my end, but it wasn't. Luckily, or perhaps because they got tired of being incompetent, the police did their job of protecting me before I reached the destination that was supposed to be my end.As they found me, it would take me a while to know that it was because Mark was tracking me clandestinely. The damn investigator was suspicious of my steps "he still had that ridiculous idea that me or my sister were behind Joana's murder and trying to cover everything up," and that's what ensured that he would send a car to the scene. But I found out about the bombs in the worst possible way, watching the death of more innocents.If he were put on a paper, that day, Donovan would take at least a life sentence for the amount of deaths he had caused. In fact, it was those de
"Why are you doing this? "I asked in desperation, knowing that my voice would come out absurdly loud on the phone. "Madeleine never did anything against anyone. Raphael doesn't deserve any of this. If you want me, come pick me up.”“Oh, no, dog. I can't. Did you forget that you put me in jail? "He made fun of him, giggling. "And don't do so much drama, you just have to choose a name, and then it ends. At least that part, since I have some surprises for you after that.”"How the hell are you calling me if you're still stuck?”"I have some privileges.”"And how are you planning things if you can't get out of there?”"I'm still just the spokesman, dog," he said, looking so comfortable on the phone, that I swore I would be sitting with my legs up, and not in a police phone booth. It was outrageous that he had time for that kind of thing. I was outraged, but I couldn't prove it. "And I'm calling so you can decide which of your close friends should survive. Think about it, I could very well
"Can someone tell me what the fuck is going on here? "I besieged no one in particular, and I didn't even have an answer, because everyone was giving priority to surround me and try to take me safely to the car. Unfortunately, many of my security guards were being hit at that act. Everything to keep me alive, because the intention of the men who opened fire on us was simply to kill me. "How could this be happening?”"Stay behind me, boss," Tyler asked, shooting mercilessly at men who didn't even bother to wear masks, since they were really planning to end my life that day. "We were betrayed in some way.”Betrayed because only my team knew where I was going or coming throughout my day, and that team was carefully chosen to maintain the secrecy of my routine. And if those people were linked to my number one enemy, or to the gangs that wanted my blood every day, they were there, then that meant that someone from inside had passed on the news. In the midst of chaos, I felt my cell phone vi
"But how can I have my period normally? "I asked in despair, my eyes could barely see the test lines in Pauline's hand. I leaned even more against the door, ending up sitting on the floor. Suddenly, my stomach seemed not to know what its function was, and I felt extremely nauseous and with blurred views. “Pauline, that can't be true. Fred and I are barely having sex... I mean, we are, but not as often as before. In addition, pain remedies and antibiotics are too strong for a pregnancy to happen. The doctors told me about it in the hospital. In fact, they made it very clear that due to the lack of menstruation, I wouldn't ovulate. That's why Fred and I rely so much on not using any condoms, since I couldn't use the pill either. This is simply impossible to happen.”"But you told me that your period is in a much smaller flow and on irregular days," said Pauline, tilting her head lightly. I hadn't even noticed that she was sitting next to me, staring at the test as if he were the child h
"What is your real doubt? " Pauline asked, separating my medicines by schedules inside plastic coconuts."Well, I have several, especially about this virus," I explained after a long sigh. "I don't feel well, I had to end the self-defense class earlier today. I just wanted to lie down and be silent for as long as possible, but someone is always coming in to know how I am and if I'm still alive. I don't want to do anything in my life today. I think this is a very serious symptom.”Pauline laughed, moving away from the nightstand where she had put the medicines of the day. She only offered me a glass of water and baking soda, because I had complained about a strange feeling in the mouth of her stomach. It wasn't nausea or heartburn, but something so weird that I just wanted to lie down and complain all day.Moura didn't like that I had said I couldn't stand the stride of a full class, and left grumbling with Elijah who didn't know why he put her in situations of training people who didn
August Spencil was the dumbest man I've ever had the displeasure of meeting on the face of the earth.The worst part was knowing that he had some shares of my company and claimed to be a partner, but if everything depended on him, I would be bankrupt before sunset. I didn't know how Maddie had dealt with him in recent months, but I was already planning to buy a new car for her in thanks, because putting up with August was not an easy job for anyone. The man had such big shitty ideas that he couldn't take it seriously."It's just that you're not listening to me, Fred," said August, for what seemed to be the thousandth time. And I wished I wasn't in that car with him, I wished I wasn't going on a two-hour trip with him, and that I didn't have the blessed idea of giving a ride to that asshole. But no matter how big my will was, I couldn't make time come back. "I've already said that Canadians are trying to pass us back. They are almost infiltrating people in our company, just to know wha
The months seemed to pass absurdly quickly. In the blink of an eye, two of them passed by. Two months in which Elide remained trapped and saying that he would only recognize his accomplice if he heard his voice. The men who tortured me kept silent. They did not have lawyers, unlike Elide, who hired only the best of the entire state. Fred was also committed to listening to what Elide had to say, so he continually visited her on the days when the police tried to interrogate her.Meanwhile, my health improved, at least, on the one hand. Around two weeks before, I started to feel tired and with a ringing in my ear that didn't pass at all. I visited medical specialists, and everyone said the same thing: that it was probably something emotional, that there were no infections and no reasons for me to get so upset with that strange sound inside a single ear. The point is that I barely slept at night, and in the morning, I woke up very early to train with Elijah and Moura.Moura was a former s