If I wanted to go back into that room and tell him how much I loved him, that it wasn't just deep feelings, that I made that up not to say what I really wanted? The answer is yes. Did I have the courage to do this? Not.There was a time when I let my heart speak louder and I was screwed for eight years, suffering in the worst way possible, for the man I thought I loved, for his mother, for his brothers, living pains that weren't mine.I could no longer do this. Now my pains. I tolerated Mirela and Cindy. Then the call the blonde answered. The mess at North B. when she was there. I tolerated him saying that he couldn't go on with the business without her, as she was his trusted person. I endured knowing that the underclass had an apartment in the same luxurious building as him, given as a gift. Now, for him to steal my idea and say he'd done it for me… No, that wasn't forgivable.It was like getting into a relationship already knowing it wouldn't work out. We weren't Romeo and Juliet,
It was supposed to be a pleasant night. And it wasn't. I ended up alone, “canceled” by my own friends.I even think they did it on purpose so I could wash and dry the dishes myself.As I scrubbed the dishes, my head couldn't stop thinking about Hector. I put an end to it... Ending myself. Because being away from him is like losing me forever. But I couldn't forgive what he had done. Was he being intolerant? No, I was not.The bell rang. My heart nearly jumped out of my mouth. What if it was him? We weren't expecting anyone at that time.I pulled my hair back and looked at myself in the mirror to see if I looked okay. Meanwhile the bell rang.I opened the door and came face to face with a tall, dark-haired woman with light eyes. He had long hair and wore a white suit with a red blouse underneath. The bag she carried on her forearm had the famous brand logo in full size.- Can I help you with something? I asked, thinking it was a mistake.- Yes... I'm looking for “Ben”.- Ben? – I was i
- OK. – I nodded.He handed me the envelope:- Your time. I opened the first.I took a deep breath and felt an indescribable anxiety. I slowly opened the seal on adhesive paper, containing the name of the laboratory. Inside, an A4 sheet, white, with small letters that came to scramble my mind.My eyes went straight to the result: 99.99% in the affirmative. Of course, we were already almost certain, but the new statement left us in no doubt.- And then? he asked, panting.- Yes... We are brothers, Sebastian. There are no doubts.He came to me. I got up from the chair and we hugged. It wasn't a crazy hug anymore, like the first time. He was tender and loving, between brothers. We spent maybe three minutes feeling our hearts pounding.As we pulled away, I saw tears in his eyes.- I can't believe it, Sebastian!- I'm sorry. He wiped away his tears.- You're crying for being my brother! this is good or bad? – I played.- I swear if it was negative, I would adopt you. - Laughed.- You fool.
I looked calmly in his direction.- Mr Casanova? I didn't realize it was here. I'm sorry. I brought my hand to my face, feigning surprise.- Of course you saw me, Barbara. Just like I saw you with this man. His family is dangerous. Take care: you can wake up in a wheelchair.The waiter came to Hector's table, lifting his chair. All eyes were on us.- Sit down, Thor! – Cindy said, her face reddened.I looked at her and smiled. She was going to know who she was dealing with.- She doesn't run that risk, because she's not a scoundrel, like her father. – Sebastian retaliated.Hector sat up and I realized he was panting. And very angry. And it would get worse. He was with Cindy again. In other words, nothing would ever change. Good thing I didn't believe him or give him a chance. Because I would still be the lover of that blonde who danced on the middle dick. Casanova was no good, as were his father and the rest of his family.The waiter brought the wine, opening it in front of us. He pour
How many times would he still ask forgiveness for the mistakes he had committed?- You need to mature, Hector. - I touched his face.- Help me please. How do I do this?- I don't know how to do it... I'm trying too. So we can't do it together.- We'd both be immature, wouldn't we? - He smiled sadly.- Yes, I think so. But tell me one thing before you leave, please.- Of course... Whatever you want.- How many times will I find you with Cindy when we cross paths?- I hope none. In addition to convincing her to buy another apartment, I also called her to make you jealous.- What? Do you know how much I hate her and still insist on it? Hector, you are the creation of the word “disqualified”. – I was furious.- Maybe... I'll go back to my little world: CEO of North B. by day and CEO of Babylon by night. And a drunk in between.” He laughed. “That's all I can do without you.- As long as you stop chasing me, do what you want.- You don't know what you're saying, Barbara.- Immature squared.
Fighting Cindy in front of the restaurant was even in my plans. But I preferred to behave myself, since it had become very clear to her that I had power over Hector. I just didn't see anyone who didn't want to see. And she was too smart not to understand.I turned my back on her and got in the car.- What was this? I started to laugh, still nervous.- A man fighting for his sister's honor. - He responded.- And... Where does Hector enter this fight?- Honestly, I don't want to think about his attitude any more, or my head will be in knots even more.- Do you think he might really like me?- Even with Cindy in tow? He looked at me sideways. – Do you want me to tell the truth?- Please I want.- That Heitor Casanova is a scoundrel, everyone knows. That he's always had Cindy on his heels, everyone knows. That he doesn't care about anyone but himself, everyone knows. But him making a scandal in a luxury restaurant for my sister... Everyone saw it, but I don't know how they believed it.-
- What there was?- Nothing serious, but I need you to come.- Don't fucking worry me.- I'm fine, I swear. I just need you.- I'll be there in fifteen minutes.- OK.I was heading out the door when I remembered my coat, picking up anyone in front and throwing it over my shoulders.I needed to resolve the situation between Sebastian and Milena once and for all. It pained me to see the two of them suffering when they loved each other and had been pushed away by their selfish, petty families.If they don't get along, fine. But at least they would see each other and decide whether to forgive or put an end to it all and move on with their lives.I sat back on the couch, already giving up my food that was on the table and had certainly gone cold.- What's your relationship with Cindy? I asked. – So she will tell you these lies?- We're not friends... We're not enemies either.- But did you know that she had an affair with Hector?- Yes, I knew. She lowered her head.- And did you accept?-
I was leaving the house for Perrone the next day when Salma appeared in the room:- Babi... I don't feel well. - She spoke, pale.- What are you feeling? - I went to her, who leaned on me.- My head hurts a lot... So much so that I get dizzy and nauseous.- Good! I yelled for him, which took minutes to come.- What there was? – he asked worried to see our friend completely without action.- We need to get her to the doctor. I said nervously.- Call Daniel. - She asked and I noticed the sweat running on her forehead.Salma was still in her pajamas. I took her phone and called Daniel while I grabbed an outfit to change.- Good morning, Salma. Miss it already? I heard his voice on the other end of the line.He seemed happy with her call and it was sweet. Maybe I judged Daniel too soon.- Salma doesn't feel well, Daniel. We need to get her to the hospital.- I'm going... I'll be there in ten minutes. - He hung up.I went back to the living room and Ben had already put Salma on the couch a