HunterI help my beautiful Selena out of the car once we arrive at the party. The paparazzi are in full swing tonight, as it will be our first appearance together since last January. I have already instructed that Selena wear her best smile on all the journalists here, and I am completely satisfied that this mirage is by my side. She is dressed in a short, fitted strapless Royal Blue dress, with Prada high heels studded with expensive gemstones at the heel. The journalists ask about my Dolce and Gabbana suit and pants and Selena's dress. Our answers match throughout the interviewing, I comply with every word I say to Selena.The club is just opening, and I am the primary name of the night. I only accepted because Simon has been my friend for many years.As I feared, the place is packed. It almost overflows with people up to the windows. The security guard wants to put the bracelets on our right wrists, but I will not let him touch the beautiful brunette next to me. Why is this guy smi
“I’ll see you on Wednesday.” Hunter kisses me. He behaves as if he wants to take me in his small suitcase.“I’ll see you on Wednesday,” I repeat, laughing at his cutenessAnd once again, another game. I should be used to saying goodbye to him, but it is an impossible thing. Seeing him drive the silver Porsche out the gate gives me the shivers.I was dressed only in a white silk robe when he kissed me. With his departure, I now feel completely naked. I enter the vast house alone. Maria has been off duty since yesterday so Hunter and I could have some alone time. Aah, how I want to go back to a day ago only to spend the entire day in bed with him again. I stop in the huge room and look around the corners. It is so quiet that I can almost hear what the journalists are talking about outside.My God, I've never hated being alone so much in my life. I sit down in the red armchair and pick up Hunter's tablet.Let's see what's good about the couple, I think. Said and done, there is the both o
HunterI am already at the limit of my anger because I haven't seen Selena since Monday afternoon; I miss my rosy-cheeked and annoying little girl. I want her more than ever at this moment, due to pure tension, nervousness and adrenaline for the game about to occur in a few minutes.Sitting in the locker room already in my blue and burgundy uniform with my hands over my face, I have to concentrate. With this game, depending on whether I play well, the team will be the best in the world, and I will be at the front among the top three players in the world.This is all killing me. My teammates start a prayer for everyone, and I begin to make my own. I need to give it my all. I need to give it my all. I need to give it my all… I need to score goals... Two, preferably.Thinking how I will need to score two goals makes me stop my thoughts on her. How I would love to see her in high-definition photoshoots, and not just on a camera but on my cellphone. After our prayer, we all start to hug ea
“No talking bad about me, no nudity and no one grabbing you.” I count each condition on my fingers to make clear my intentions about this whole madness. The newspapers already know about this damn photoshoot coverage occurring downtown. They knew about the location before me. But a deal is a deal, and I do what I said I would.“They would never speak ill of you because I wouldn't let them. I agree about the nudity and no one will be grabbing me but you.” Hunter’s mocking smile is plastered on his beautiful face, but he keeps his eyes on the road ahead.“Stop laughing,” I say, crossing my arms, sulking. “It's making me angrier.”He laughs. “You look beautiful when you're sulking. It's new for me to see you like this.”I look at him, and he's sincere. We have known each other for six months; we have only been official for two months at most. So, it probably is new for him to see me sulking since he doesn't live with me very much.“I think you better get used to it. I tend to be like thi
I look to the side to see what my outfit will be. My mouth drops to the floor. It isn't two or three pieces. There are two huge racks loaded with casual clothing. In addition, hanging nearby are accessories like glasses and hats.I put on the first outfit. It is a pair of tight, pale skinny jeans and a linen shirt tied at the waist, as well as the most beautiful combat boots I have ever seen in my life. Marie leads me to position myself in front of the cameras on set.Hunter is ready. He is laughing a lot, and his mood is the best I have ever seen. He hasn’t noticed my presence waiting on set yet, and I take the opportunity to enjoy my view. He is wearing pants similar to mine, a white V-neck T-shirt with the Calvin Klein name emblazoned in silver on the front, and sneakers with taller tops.A few steps from the set, he finally notices me and stops laughing. He is staring at me from head to toe. It doesn’t look like he’s able to breathe.“You can breathe now,” I tease, laughing. The c
“What?” I ask. “Twelve hours of flight without connection is also tiresome, you know?” I give him a tired, sarcastic smile.He just lies down on the small space left, and we are silent for a long time. We were absolutely exhausted and travellingThis time we travelled in a conventional plane, though first class, of course. When Hunter came up with the idea of the jet, I immediately refused because I didn't want to draw attention anymore, as the photo I posted yesterday generated more news than NASA's global announcement. That post created new gossip, titled "The girlfriend who parades around with the player's car". We were together, dammit! I have decided to leave such nonsense gossip aside. I want a little peace away from paparazzi, lying journalists, bets I lose, abusive people and the entire combo that has come together since Hunter and I started dating.I am so tired that I fall asleep. Even when I hear Hunter calling me to dinner, I am so comfortable that I say no.When I do ge
Her expression turns ecstatic, not believing what I said.“Is this serious, Selena?” she asks me, and for a moment, I think she doesn’t like my news.“On the days when I didn't see Hunter, I’d go to the university and talk with one of the professors I had classes with. And he said that without a doubt I am going to go to the university in Barcelona.”“My God, Selena, why haven't you told Hunter yet? He's going to freak out. He will be so happy.”“I want to surprise him. When the time is right, I'll tell him,” I say. The car drives a little further.“You lucky girl, how did you get the spot? Do you know how difficult it is to get in there?” she says.“I got it because I had the teacher's recommendation. But as everything is not a bed of roses, I will do volunteer work three times a week. Maybe being in the library will be the monitor of some matter,” I explain, excited”“Still, you're a lucky one.” We laugh together because we know it's true. “And your parents already know this?”I tak
It is three o'clock in the afternoon, or nearly so, and we’ve been walking the mall for two hours and have yet to enter to any stores. We can't even walk right by so many people bombarding us with pictures and autographs. It's funny because people know who I am, well, at least my name, and they are embarrassed when they come to talk to us. Usually, I end up being the photographer, taking the pictures for Hunter and his fans.After almost another half hour of surrendering to the fans’ needs, we enter a store. I am so desperate to start shopping to get out of the autograph craze that I don’t even notice the store we walk into. When I realise which one, I find out that Hunter likes this store. Unfortunately, I am starving, so my mood is on edge.“What about this?” Hunter comically shows off a pink leather jacket, making fun of it.It's impossible not to laugh; even the employees are laughing. I look at him, denying the choice.“Right, not this one.” He puts the scandalous coat back on th
One year later...You've been married for just over a year, and your children will complete one year. How has your life changed from then?I fiddle with my fingers that are resting on my now finely crossed legs.“I discovered myself as a woman,” I answer, facing Alice as she interviews me. “I found that I can really take care of someone, since I didn't even know how to take care of myself. And now I take care of four!”“How is the atmosphere in your house with your children?”I smile. “My house is the biggest mess ever. It's a minefield of toys everywhere. Every time I get home, my kids start waving their arms frantically and laughing nonstop to see me.”“And your husband, Hunter Blanco, is at home with his children?”I look at the camera nervously photographing me and then back at Alice.“He is an amazing father, and whenever he can, he is with his children and family.” I end it there and Alice tilts her head and looks at me.“Selena!” she scolds me. “This is a personal interview, so
I let him enter the dimly lit room. The quiet and peaceful environment, together with the image of Hunter kissing our children's foreheads, fascinates me. He cares about them fifteen thousand times more than he cares about me. Before, I didn't understand the reason for this exaggeration, but now I would watch over them as they sleep twenty-four hours a day if I could.“How did they spend these last few days?”My heart sinks, remembering. It’s been five days since we've seen each other, way too long!“The pediatrician said that Valeria should start taking half a dose of the medication,” I inform and he sighs. “The boys are missing iron. Did you see the size of Pedro's fat little hand and Liam's thick thigh?” I say, laughing.“There was no way not to notice it, it makes you want to bite it.”I feel like crying to see him so happy. I want to hug him and hold him so much that I have to hold back. I need him to keep me strong, and I like it better when I have more time, but now it doesn't
Hunter:"I know I'm stubbornBut I changed when I looked at youYou made me wiserAs much as I try to run awayI'm always led in your directionIt seems like I let go everythingAs I held your hand."“I Forgot to Forget You – Mr SantanaThe plane lands on the ground as the intense Madrid sun helps ease the short winter days it has been having lately. I smooth out my suit, ready to get off the plane. I become twice as nervous.I'm coming back from Germany after another game for the Champions League*. It was quite a game. I’m bringing another victory and two more goals in my career. Today I feel like no one can beat me. Nobody can beat me as the best player, as the best husband and as the best father, and that's why I feel powerful, having my family around.I quicken my pace, leaving my team behind. I hear protests, but I don't give a damn. I'm missing my family. It’s been two months since my two little surprises have been at home with my little princess ValeriaI get into my custom bla
I try to get comfortable in my hospital bed, but it's impossible. My stitches are sore, and my belly never seems to want to deflate. I want my tiny waist back and not get saggy!My two boys have just had their last hospital feed as tomorrow we are finally going home. After almost four days, we can go to our new house which I still haven't seen after the last details of the renovation. The hard part will be leaving my little one with the pink bow in her hair at the hospital. It won't be easy. After all, I have to feed three babies, and one of them will be far from me in that damn incubator.Hunter is hesitant after I mention Christiano's name, constantly dodging the conversation. Still, every time I look at him, I see his watery eyes for our daughter, who hasn't shown any improvement. I can't hide my crying spells. After all, I want my family back home and healthy. I can't believe that as soon as he learned more about the subject, he didn't think straight about his brother, who is too
“We have tested everyone in our family,” Hunter takes the lead. “Even Alice, Joanna, Stella, Fernando and Sophia volunteered. I realised that Sophia was on the list since she is not your blood sister. But none of them are a match,” he says, unsatisfied.I spend more time with my daughter, my beautiful little princess with blue eyes. She swallows stiffly every time she moves inside that warm bubble. She is so small, so white and almost bald.I head back to the bedroom, and soon they bring me my two boys. When I hold them one by one in my lap, already lying on the gurney, I almost fear I am going to drop them. Like their sister, they are so tiny, also white and bald. I can barely distinguish them from one another.First, I cuddle Pedro, who keeps moving his hands and making faces. And then it is Liam's turn, who keeps wiggling and blinking lazily. So beautiful.For the first time, I am going to breastfeed my children. The nurses watch me all the time to see if I am doing it wrong. And f
Life is sometimes so unfair but objectively correct. There are no pains that cannot be healed, no bonds that cannot be joined, people that do not come back—the concept of life and death. Widely known as the eminent pain after a person, who is deliberately said to set out on a better journey. Maybe not. Since no one has yet discovered what occurs after death, there are only scientific and religious theories to go by.I can say that experiencing death is neither painful nor sad. I don't feel like running out of the light and back to life. Peace. Perhaps the peace that everyone seeks is not in life itself. Never, ever, no matter how hard you try, you will never have any rest. As much as something is resolved well, another factor comes and shakes everything again. That may be the meaning of life. It’s not just you opening your eyes and feeling that your heart is still beating. It's a vicious cycle, where love and disagreement will always be present as a challenge, a challenge you face eve
I feel my eyelids getting heavier. It's too hard to keep my eyes alert. The doctors and nurses keep encouraging me to stay awake as I drift off. Sleeping at a time like this would complicate their work much more.They get to work with the scalpel. A rush takes place behind the door, and I am aware of what is happening. Hunter, my Hunter is in sterilised blue suits to match his blue eyes.My head starts to ache, and I close my eyes due to the sudden pain."Our first appearance together. There will be a lot of people.“If you get nervous and want to leave that's fine.""Let's see you soon, my beautiful. Just don't forget what we had together."More pressure in my head settles, and every time I open my eyes and blink, there’s a flash of memory.“I promise to never forget you,” I speak hoarsely, repeating what I told him on the day of the benefit ball.He takes my hand, and we both cry, and then he understands everything. Despite the rush to move my belly that occurs around us, we are obl
Losing him was something I've never imaginedMissing you was like the dark grey skies, I am here all aloneForgetting you was like trying to find out about somebodythat I never sawBut loving him was all redTouching him again was me realising that everything I ever wantedwas right in front of meRemembering it was as easy as knowing all the lyricsfrom your favourite songFighting with you was like trying to solve difficult crossword puzzlesAnd realise that there is no right answerMy regret for you was as though you wishedthat you had never discoveredThat maybe love could be this strong – Tay Swift – “Red”Contractions increase with every nanosecond of my breathing. I look at the car's dashboard and realise that Fernando is driving at 110 km/h on one of Madrid's busiest avenues. I let out one scream after another in pain, and with each one that is echoed by the car, I see the expression of agony on Sophia's face.I can't feel my hands or feet. My hair is plastered to my forehea
SelenaAfter our last fight at the end of last month it is like a burst of guilt. Guilt is now stuck between us and our relationship. He for talking to me about pessimism, and I admit that I'm pessimistic, but I didn't say that, and that's precisely my percentage of the blame.Despite what the doctor said, I was determined to fight the obvious consequence at all odds. I had to be positive, believe there was a calming light at the end of a tunnel, that it wasn’t a train which will crush me under it’s wheels of destiny.Snap! Someone makes a click with their fingers to bring me back to reality.“Stop thinking so much!” It was Sophia, my best friend soulmate.“I think the third baby's name is Theo,” I tell Sophia as she came to me to confirm that she chose her baby's name too. “And we'll have one more family man.”When we speak together, the same name is spelt out in our voices, making us laugh like crazy until she says I could put it on the third baby since I'm going to win first. It wa