Lynda SkaroskyI looked at myself in the mirror as I applied the final touches of makeup to my face, I could not help but feel nervous, no matter how hard I tried to control myself, it was impossible; I would have liked not to be there at that moment, but I had no choice but to accept the request of my uncle Salvatore, Prince Regent of Balaica, who made the decision to present me to the people and recognize me as the only daughter and heir of Princess Margareth, who renounced the throne after falling in love with Jonas, my father, the man who hurt me the most in my life.It was incredible how my life had changed in the last few years, first I went through a long process of healing from the terrible wounds caused by the terrible accident that almost cost me my life. I spent months in a coma, under the care of my uncle Leo and a group of specialized medical personnel brought in from different parts of the world to treat me.I only knew what I was told about my accident, because I had no
Lynda SkaroskyMy uncle's words echoed inside me, making me feel a little uncomfortable, I couldn't understand how such unjust laws could still exist."Uncle, I wonder how you can be Prince Regent if you are not married yet?" I asked, although I already suspected his answer, I pretended not to know the subject, although by the way he looked at me, he knew I was feigning ignorance, but I stood my ground not to take myself for granted."Because..." he had the decency to be a little embarrassed. "I am a man and this law only applies to women, if we are single, we do not have this inconvenience, on the other hand, the woman must marry before or within six months after taking possession, her husband must belong to the nobility, if he does not do so within this period, a regent must be appointed until the condition preventing his ascension to the throne ceases to exist."Listening to him, I couldn't help but shake my head in disbelief."What did you or my grandfather do to change this law?"
Christian Goldman The feeling in my chest was indescribable, my heart was pounding like it wanted to jump out, my breathing was accelerated, I must have pinched myself several times on the palms of my hands, digging my nails in to make sure that nothing was a dream, and even doing that the doubt remained inside me, because I had not known what happiness was for so long that it seemed unbelievable now that I saw Lynda, my wife."Abby, tell me I'm not wrong, isn't that my wife?" I saw my sister's face bathed in tears as she nodded successively."It's her brother, it's our Lynda and she's alive!" she exclaimed happily, we both hugged each other, we both felt that life had given us a beautiful gift, after all she was Abby's sister on her father's side and they had always been very close."I have to go to her, I have to talk to her, I have to ask her forgiveness, I have to get my life back, Abby, I have to live again to get her love back". I was so happy that I did not think for a single
Christian Goldman After exactly three hours we got off the plane, my sister, my nephew and I, while we waited for the luggage, little Cris held on to us, lifting his little feet, anyone who didn't know us could think we were a family, my nephew's head was covered with a cap so that the color of his hair couldn't be seen."Daddy, please pick me up," he said. At his words, my sister and I looked at each other in surprise because he had never said that to me before. I didn't argue, I picked him up and he explained in a whisper."I'm going to tell you like this until I have my daddy, can I?" said my nephew, who despite being a little less than three years old, spoke very clearly, except for the r's."Okay, no problem, you can call me whatever you want," I replied as I kissed his forehead affectionately.We walked on, the boy taking my sister by the arm and starting to kiss her while he continued to carry himself for me. The three of us were laughing as we played, oblivious to what was g
Christian GoldmanI got out and looked at the officer, walking around him from head to toe, staring at his badge."Officer Marconi, I don't understand your reasons for taking me out of the car, I'm not the driver, I was wearing my seatbelt, can you tell me what makes you want to put me through this bad time?"For several seconds the policeman concentrated on his notebook, not paying attention to my words, he completely ignored me, I know what his intention was, my friends and my sister obviously knew it too, because they got out next to me, and even Isaac took out his cell phone and started to record what happened.I really don't know the exact time we were there; I only know that my friend started sharing what was happening on social networks and people were crowding around us, the moment I took the opportunity to ask him again."Will you tell me the reasons why I am being detained by you? You have one of two alternatives: tell me what rules I have broken or take me to the police sta
Lynda SkaroskyI waited patiently for the man to turn his attention to me when he raised his head; the night was too dark for me to see his face, but his voice seemed torn as if he was in deep pain."Help me? No one can help me... my punishment will be to carry the weight of my conscience forever," he said in a broken voice."What is the bad thing you have done in your life, the weight of which is torturing you?" I asked in a weak voice, for my throat was sore."I unintentionally hurt the woman I loved, I hurt her, I hurt her deeply and there is nothing I can do to spare her that suffering, maybe that is why nothing can cure mine now."I remained silent for a moment, processing his words, at the same time, several questions crowded my mind, it seemed inappropriate to ask them, yet, I don't know why it made me so uncomfortable to hear the desperation in his voice, so I tried to soothe his pain with words."Maybe if you explain to her how you feel, talk to her about your regrets, she mi
Lynda SkaroskyMy uncle's words caused too many emotions in me, but I had no idea why, he only created a great expectation in me, as if he suspected that what he was going to tell me was of great importance to me, yet my uncle Leonard did not dare to confess the truth to me, apparently my uncle Salvatore's threats had an effect on him."Uncle, please tell me what happened on the day of my accident? What happened after that?" I asked anxiously, wishing in my heart that he would decide to tell me the truth once and for all."The thing is..." he began, but was interrupted by the appearance of my grandfather, who had apparently been listening to our conversation for several minutes."He has ordered you to keep your mouth shut, Leonard, if you speak it will be considered treason against the crown and you will have to suffer the consequences. "At his words, my uncle bent his body slightly with a pained expression."I don't want to belong to this family anymore, nor to the crown, nor will I
Christian GoldmanEver since I left the beach, I couldn't help but feel this sense of abandonment inside me, as if with every step I took I was leaving something behind; the night breeze was strong and made the cold creep deep inside me, I felt it in my bones, I looked up at the sky and the moon, which had been covered until a few moments ago, shone in all its splendor, I watched the stars, I saw a fleeting one and made a wish."To be happy with Lynda," I said aloud.Maybe I was deluded, or maybe I thought that there was no mistake that true love couldn't forgive, but I had the feeling that I could be with her, find my happiness and above all make her happy, because Lynda deserved it, because since she was little she lived surrounded by tragedy and evil, I instead of being the light in her life, ended up becoming the darkness, that's why I wanted to reach her, explain to her and ask her to let me show her my love.Lately I have been a little contradictory, I do not know if it is becau
Christian EvansThe sky was deep blue, no clouds in sight, the sun was shining, reflecting on the green grass, the people in their finery stood out brightly, like a beacon under the sun, dresses and jackets coated in a golden glow, and the wind is fair, it was like a gentle caress on the face.I feel the green scent of the earth soaking the air like a sponge, filling my nostrils with a rich aroma. The air smelled of warm summer breezes, fresh spring grass, the incense of a hundred thousand prayers, the flowers of the city gardens, and new hopes.People were laughing and chatting happily, their eyes fixed on the balcony of the Royal House where Lynda and I, the new rulers of Balaica, would soon appear.To say that I am not nervous would be a lie... but at the same time it is an indescribable feeling... neither of us expected such an outcome, nor so much responsibility, but together there is no burden we cannot carry, and I will be by my wife's side to help her along the way.The anxiet
Lynda Skarosky I left the hospital with mixed emotions, I knew how bad Jonah Jonhson had been to me in the past, but I couldn't shake this feeling of sadness, dozens of questions came to my mind Could we have had a different life? What if my mother hadn't died? Would Jonah have changed? If he had paid more attention to me, would I have become another Lynnet? I couldn't help but sigh as we drove back because there were no more answers to these questions. Christian took my hand and stroked it gently, I know he was also imagining different scenarios, because one of the people Jonas had hurt the most, apart from me and even Lynnet herself, had been him and his father. "My dear, don't martyr yourself anymore... there are situations that we can't solve... let's leave the past there and continue on our way... what we have lived through will serve us as an experience, besides, both the good and the bad experiences have helped us to be what we are today," Christian told me and he was right
One month laterChristian EvansI entered the luxurious building where the former Goldman transnational company operated, located in the financial district of the city of Vancal, capital of Balaica Island, because I had changed its name to Goldman Evans Economic Consortium, I did not suppress the old name because I had to take it in honor of the only person who trusted me and gave me his support, and that thanks to him I could be what I was today, my mentor, we hoped to contribute as a company to the growth of the island and promote the tourism sector.When people saw me, they stopped immediately, it had always been like that, because I was a man who inspired strength, except for those years when he wanted to punish me, but those were left behind and thanks to the love that Lynda and I had for each other, now ended up being overcome. As for my wife, she was about to receive the crown, the coronation ceremony was scheduled in a few days and that made her nervous, I supported her in ev
Christian GoldmanWhen I saw Leonard, I didn't think he would be able to face Salvatore and the press and confess what he had done, but he did, and in that moment, I felt compassion for him."I was the one who carried out a series of acts against Christian, starting with showing him Lynda's supposed body, making him believe she was dead and taking him away from her even when I saw him broken," he paused as we all stood in silence. "We put together a case to frame Christian and put him in jail for his wife's supposed death.Leonard's expression was one of sadness, his eyes were lost on the floor and his voice sounded broken."He lost her, he went to jail, I made his life a hell, I was the only one responsible for his misfortune, I wanted to destroy him... although in my favor I must say I thought I did not love her... I was angry for everything I had done to her, she is my blood, my niece, my sister's daughter, whom I loved so much, and that life did not take her away and did not know
Lynda SkaroskyWhen I saw them, I could not help but feel fear, especially my uncle Salvatore, I knew he was capable of doing anything for institutionalism and at that moment I was about to harm the crown, my body trembled with fear when he approached me and said in a whisper that I could only hear."Let's talk and come to an agreement...you cannot destroy the hopes of this country...even your mother sacrificed herself for the crown, do you want to make everything she did in vain?""Prince Salvatore, how good that you are here, I don't know if you don't know what is happening or if you are a participant in this plot against my legitimate wife," my husband spoke firmly, so that everyone murmured with a surprised expression."You are mistaken, Mr. Goldman, I am the lawful husband of Princess Lynda Skarosky. The whole country witnessed our marriage a few days ago. What are you trying to do with this lie?" the man said, looking at him with contempt. "You were married, to Lynnet Johnson, a
Christian Goldman "Thanks, I'll see you back at the house," I said, ending the call.When we got to the mainland, I didn't want to ask the boys to look for us, I was afraid they were being watched and would end up catching us. I helped Lynda cover her hair so she couldn't be identified."You have to be careful, there are crown guards everywhere...they are looking for you, Princess," the man said and I felt my wife's body tense under my hand.The man realized we were worried because he had just recognized her and shook his head."I am not an enemy...I am an ally, and my loyalty is always with you, Princess," the man said, and the sincerity in his words was palpable."Thank you," I replied. "I just want you to watch the press conference we have this afternoon and tell as many people as you can...they will know today the reasons the princess had for running away."After saying goodbye, we walked about two kilometers from where the boat dropped us off to where we were to take the cab, lu
Christian GoldmanI don't know how long I slept, I only felt the room getting dark, I woke up startled at first, thinking it was just a dream, but when I looked to the side, I saw them both sleeping and my heart jumped with joy in my chest, I couldn't help but smile. I got up, being careful not to wake them, took a shower and went to the kitchen to make them something to eat, not without first picking up the sheets and all the things I had washed.As I did so, I could not help but approach the golden angel flower... and I smiled to myself, perhaps I had been very skeptical before, but at that moment there was no trace of that characteristic left in me, because when the gentleman who brought me to the island told me the legend of the flower and said I could make a wish on it, I asked for my wife and family back and there it was.I stood there for a moment, sniffing the fragrant scent of the sea, closing my eyes and letting the wind blow in my face, when suddenly I felt a delicate body
Christian GoldmanI hugged her tightly and did not want to let go, my heart full of love and happiness. I felt alive again, as if I had been reborn. Everything I had suffered all these years was erased in an instant when I saw her again. We gave each other a long, sweet kiss, savoring every moment as if it were our last. I couldn't believe she was back with me and vowed never to leave her side again."I love you Lynda, you have no idea how much," I took her hand and held it to my chest so she could feel my heart beating for her."I love you too," she said and began to work her hand through the buttons of my shirt, caressing my chest. I held her hand for a moment to stop her from continuing, and she looked at me with confused eyes."Why are you stopping me?" she asked and for a moment I was embarrassed to answer her, for a moment I tried to turn my face away and she held it for me."What's happening is that..." I hesitated, took a deep breath and answered her. "I'm not the man I used
Christian Goldman"Tell me Christian, do you agree with my plan? Will you help me face them?" asked Lynda, looking at me with a hopeful expression,"What's your plan?" I asked without taking my eyes off her with the same intensity of her gaze."I've got two, but I need your opinion," she asked as we walked to the kitchen to make them something to eat, because although she hadn't told me, they were surely hungry."Which ones are they?" I asked and she answered immediately."One, I should go back to them and let them think I've just been hanging around since I found out about my son and try to undermine them from the inside," she hadn't finished before I stopped her."No, I don't agree with that plan, because I'm not going to lose them again when I just got them back... What's the other one?" I asked firmly without realizing it, and she raised her eyebrows in surprise."Wow, you go right to paper," she protested, referring to my attitude, and I ignored her words."What's the other plan?