I wake up gasping and put my hand to my face. I can still feel the tingle of that bastard's hands on my cheek. I turn on the lamp and its light makes me squint and my hands fumble with the nightstand for my cellphone. The clock face reads three o'clock in the morning. Holy shit, there's a big event later and I'm up at three in the morning. This is great Selena.I put the device back where it is, fluff up the pillow, cover myself back snugly, and stare at the ceiling trying to figure out something to make me fall asleep. Until I realize that sleeping in a space alone is not my thing. Yes, I would like to have Hunter by my side, but besides him, I could have my mother in another room like at home. It is unbearable to be alone. I sleep out of my internal obligation; I sleep out of anger at myself for not being able to sleep.My clothes are already laid out for me when I get out of the shower. I look at the white cape that covers the dress with the Valentino logo in black. I pull the zipp
Running, I put on my dress, which I gave one more point for the versatility of the side zipper, making it easy to put on. I take the small shoulder bag studded with rhinestones and pearls and put on the espadrilles I had ordered from Ricardo, also studded with silver and pearl-colored Swarovski crystals. Comfort and beauty never hurt.I find Emanuel already with his state-of-the-art camera around his neck and Alice with her dress also embroidered with transparent sleeves.“I love your shoes!” she exclaims I don’t correct her by the term used, after all, they must not know what espadrilles are.The cars that come to pick us up are big BMW SUVs, all silver without exceptions. The journey to the parade’s site takes just ten minutes. In my opinion, it takes much longer, as a result of my anxiety.We decide to open the letters. Alice and I vote unanimously for Emanuel to go first.He reads it out loud. "A good photograph is taken with the heart, not always showing too much, but what is nec
If the catwalk stage and the adjoining space had small noises of conversation, the backstage side is in chaos. Makeup artists are running with brushes in their hands, hairdressers sweeping pass with combs and curlers, photographers and assistants terrified of their stylists. I'm careful not to run over a short and thin woman sprinting by with some papers in hand. I prefer not to disturb her in her process. Inside it is boiling with tension. I was absolutely loving the energy though, it was bustling with creativity.I feel a hand on my shoulder, trying to ask for my attention that is focused and amazed by the commotion I see. I have to tilt my head up to get a better look at the most beautiful mouth in the world.Hunter hugs me, lifting me off the floor. I have to hold my dress down so it doesn't rise up.“You need to behave” I tell him, trying to make a serious face much to his amusement.“Too short,” he whispers in my ear. His voice makes me shiver once more. “You're beautiful,” he s
A privileged spot in the audience, I might say. Our seats are located on the right side of those walking on the catwalk and with a better view to the front of each costume. The chairs were distributed in just three in each row. In other words, three chairs and a space for the corridor for better circulation and so on to the side and also at the back. I was sure they had allotted those seats to us because of my relationship status with Hunter and while a part of me did not mind, the other’s part’s ego was a tiny wee bit bruised. But I guess this was business.I sit in the chair at the end with the tablet in hand with Alice at my side. A few minutes later, the lights are dimmed, highlighting the path the models will be walking along.Electronic dance music echoes through the room and yellow lights illuminate the runway even more and then the first model struts out followed by another one right behind her. The Dolce & Gabbana fashion show introduces all the beauty that the collection ha
"And baby, all that I have is yoursI bet you will never feel cold or hungryI will always be there when you feel insecureTo me, you're beautiful, girl"Cause you're all I've got forever - Kris Brown ft JustinHunter's body is completely naked, his head leaning against his neck and I can smell his expensive perfume but I love the smell of his body without any scent but his natural one.We got back to the room as fast as we could and then attacked each other as quickly as possible. His mouth glued to mine and his skillful hands on my skin, my body reacted like it had never been touched before by the same hands, and that was a lie!The other day, I chanced upon a mirror when we were making love and I caught a glimpse of him when he was lost in the throes of passion. His hips moved poetically forwards and backward leading to perfection in every thrust hitting the right spot again and AGAIN!It was mind-blowing the way I had connected to him, as fast as a comet. And I have to admit that
“Hunter Blanco back with ex? It seems so! The two were seen holding each other and enjoying the sight of the beautiful monument in Paris. The betrayal was not the strong point of the words spoken in the ear of his girlfriend."I hand the device back to Alice, a little stunned. Yes, the picture of the two of us hugging and glued together is beautiful, but reading the thoughts on a website is absurd. How can they assume such horrible things when they don’t even know the truth. If Hunter wouldn’t stop me. I would sue every damn website that published hurtful things and for what? The audience to make the wrong assumptions about the people involved and yes make big far pay cheques to take home. My subconscious would never be happy if I made money piggy backing off people’s back.“I didn't cheat on him,” I speak as if Alice was expecting an answer, which in fact, she wasn't.“Gossip sites lie a lot,” she says simply but her eyes seemed to give me an assuring look that she wasn’t judging me.
The text message noise echoes through the game room where I am playing a car racing game on the X-Box. I check my phone."Congratulations to Alice, Selena Garcia and Emanuel for winning the parade challenge and as a bonus, they won a trip to Los Angeles to accompany the 2023 Oscar awards,” announces Stella CastellanoI get up from the huge ottoman and start jumping and screaming with happiness. I don't believe it! I don't believe it!I call Alice right after my freak attack.“Did you see?!” I scream into my cellphone, blinking repeatedly into it as I could not believe my eyes.“Of course!” she yells back at me.We spend almost five minutes screaming at each other over the cellphone. I also send a message to Emanuel, thanking him very much for his beautiful pictures.I suddenly stop jumping and quit with my euphoria because I have to tell Hunter. My head doesn't let me remember how he will react to my news. So, I find myself thinking, what will he say, what kind of expression will he m
To execute my wicked plan, I wore only my apron and a thong, nothing else. Let’s see how he is able to resist me? With my notebook on the counter and waiting for the chicken sauce to cook, I update my blog with the article I made about the Paris parade and with the photos taken by Emanuel. Of course, my credits go to Alice's review. When you have nothing to do on an airplane, a blog post is a solution.My lasagna is almost finished when I hear the Porsche’s engine pull into the garage. My heart starts to pound and my hands sweat.“Hi,” I greet him as soon as he enters the house and pauses still. I notice how his breath quickens as he watches me walk towards him.“Are you testing my patience?” he asks, his face all serious, eyes glazed with lust.“Maybe, let’s see if you’re able to have a conversation” I challenge him, rubbing myself, seductively dancing to the music.“Challenge accepted” he says, his lips twitching to the side“Hello, my beautiful.” His lips stick to mine, giving me t
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