“I'll never find anyone like her because I found you. I spotted you. When I saw you, smeared with booze in that white tank top, it was the cutest thing I've ever seen. And with you still cursing me, I went crazy. But I didn't know the person that you are, and I did the thing I will regret most in my life: having treated you as I treated others.”My eyes tear up. This was not what I was expecting to hear."You made me better from the moment you told me the first no. I was pissed off at you and screwed up, but you were always on my side after that. When you said I was the heartbreaking kind of guy, I realized that I had been that guy these last few months. And that’s not me. You managed to switch on a side of me I had long lost forgotten or rather buried so deep, it wouldn’t be uncovered”He cups my face like a child, kissing me deeply. “And you, only you Selena, brought the best in me. You brought out the best in me in less than a month for what four years didn't do for me. That's why
Since Hunter told me about his old girlfriend and declared his love once more to me, we haven't discussed the topic anymore. I am sure of him now. I will soon by flying home and I want to spend as much time as possible with him before I leave Barcelona.I know this is something my parents don’t like. I want to see what they will say in almost four days. When Friday morning comes along, it has never seemed so beautiful. I think it's because Hunter is going to pick me up from the university and we're going to spend the weekend together, at least until Sunday afternoon. The time I plan to leave.The Barcelona team has a general day off, and I still don't know who is luckier, me or the football referee. It’s my last weekend in Barcelona. How fast time flies, a month goes by and so much has already happened. I have fallen in love in just a few weeks, and it is one of the best things that have ever happened in my life. I still have to pinch myself from time to time to believe all of it.It
“Well, you agreed you wanted to visit Paris. So, I decided to give it to us as a commemoration gift.” He smiles.“And what exactly are we celebrating?” I ask. He's even crazier than I thought he was.“Our love, my beautiful Selena.” He smiles and watches me blush. I have absolutely no response to that one except. His gesture has left me speechless.“I only brought clothes for one night. I'm going to Paris, and I don't have clothes, how original, huh!” I pout.“It doesn't matter; clothes are the least of our worries right now,” he replies. He asks me to loosen up and enjoy the destination rather than anticipating the next problem.“Benvingut on board, Mr. Blanco,” says the pilot, joining us at our seats. Welcome aboard, Mr. Blanco. He is formally dressed and looks familiar.“Selena, this is Marco, our pilot,” introduces Hunter.Holy shit, the karaoke guy. I go red, but I'm glad Hunter doesn’t notice.Our flight time is two hours. When we got off at the airport, it is cold. Hunter offer
“OK.” Thinking to myself, two can play this game, I jump on his lap. “So, you also won't see the surprise I have for you.”“Oh really?” he chuckles, trying to grab me but I am way too fast for him. I push him down on the couch and mount him sensually. I untie my hair that I had tied up with a ribbon.“Close your eyes” I tell him. As soon as he does that, I cover his beautiful blue eyes with the red ribbon“Don’t you dare open it until I am back” I threaten, kissing his lips.He grabs me this time and says, “I am not letting you go anywhere away from me for even a minute. We break into a tussle and I could feel that he lets me win as I tie his hands up with another band.I whisper into his ear the dirty things I intend to do to him and leave a trail of kisses on his neck.Quickly heading into the bathroom, I change into my light pink, babydoll suit. It was sheer negligee lingerie made of the finest lace. It came with a pink thong which had a big bow right in the centre. I brush my hair
He talks to me about various subjects so he can keep me wrapped up in mystery. Our journey takes about twenty minutes until we stop in front of a place that is all colourful. Then I read the sign: “Disneyland Paris.”Oh my God! My mouth drops, tears flowing from my eyes like a water fountain.“So do you like my surprise?” he asks as he drives inside to find a parking spot.“You brought me to Paris to take me to Disneyland?” I ask, struggling to form words. I am in shock, quite unable to believe it.“Surprise, my love!” he shouts out loud joyfully, before smirking, still amused with my goofy expression. “You have a look like an innocent child. You look beautiful.”He parks the car and opens the door to take my hand. As he faces me, he runs his hand gently down my face.“We're going to Disneyland. How can I not go back to being a kid?” I squeal and take a breath to pull myself together. I kiss the back of his hand, releasing a joyful scream. “Thank you, thank you! I don't know what to d
Our return to Barcelona is more tumultuous than our trip to Paris. There are more photographers at the airport, on the streets and even at the entrance to Valentina’s building. They know where we had gone and ask about our trip and if we are engaged. We choose to remain silent. It is already 5 p.m. when I enter the apartment and my flight is due at 7 p.m.Hunter leaves me at home to finish organising, packing my things and saying goodbye to the girls, since Katrina and Joanna will only be leaving a week later. When I finish tidying up, we make some spiced tea for my farewell.Valentina very sweetly tells me how much she enjoyed spending time with me, that she wants to see me again, that we should be great friends from now on and wishes me good things for my life and career. I invite her to come to my city someday, and she accepts.I tell them about my entire trip to Paris, going to Euro Disney, and about the promise ring he gave me… I boast about how amazing the entire trip was. I tel
My arrival in America is worse than I had imagined. It is 11 a.m. and photographers are already chasing me. As the plane landed about one hour ago, I have since found myself at McDonald’s in the airport to satiate my hunger. While eating, paparazzi appears from nowhere to start photographing me, which pisses me off a lot. I eat quickly and get out of there.When I pass the front of a bookstore, I see a picture of Hunter and me at Disney, hugging and smiling, on top of a gossip magazine cover that reads, “The hottest couple of the moment enjoy a mini-vacation in Disney Paris”. The hottest couple of the moment? I buy this and two other magazines that have us on their cover.I look at my boarding pass for the correct gate and go to the nearest bathroom to put on my hat and sunglasses. I am not enjoying this fame thing at all. I am almost finished concealing myself when three girls around the age of fourteen ask to take a picture with me. They seem giddy as they keep talking, and the only
He seems to be smiling through the phone but it feels a little forced, like he is sad.“Hi,” I say, regretting the way I answered. “I'm a little tired from the trip, that's all. Are you okay?” I ask softly.“Do you want me to lie or tell the truth? Which do you prefer?” he replies after a few moments of silence.“Give me both options, and I'll tell you which one I prefer.” I laugh to cheer him up a little and break the slight tension of longing.“Well, I could say I’ve never been better, and I just miss you, but that's the lie, and I suck at lying ever since I met you. I miss you like crazy, and I'm about to get on a plane to come to you, and that's the truth,” he says, bringing a smile to my face.“I think I'll take the first option and choose to be rational for both of us,” I reply saucily and we laugh together.“You seem upset. What happened?” he asks. He never fails to amaze me at how sensitive he can be. He so instinctively understands my frame of mind without even needing to see
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