Mr. Ihshan Mobarek welcomed Samanta i n his office. Although h e was still upset from being deceived like they did about Aháva. h e was fond of Samanta, and knowing she was alive actually made him happy. She was the closest thing h e had t o his son, after Maher made it very clear she would not return, after a heated argument they had after Amir's funeral.
“Mr. Ihshan, I must apologize for…” Samanta stumbled upon her own words.
“Don't worry. Let's not talk about that” Mr. Mobarek interrupted.
“I am sorry” she insisted.
“It was all my fault. I never paid him enough attention t o him. Maher told me everything. h e loved you s o much, that was the only way h e thought I would allow you t o marry him. At first, I did not get it. I asked myself, what does h e see i n her? I knew it when you two got married. I had never seen my son s o happy. You made him happy” h e had t o pause a s h e was starting t o tear up. “Maher told me s o much. Things I ignored about my own son and I am sure there are s o many more that I will never know. It's too late t o wonder.”
Samanta was listening a s tears rolled down her cheeks. She had never seen her father-in-law like this. h e was devastated.
»I have lost my son, Samanta. I don't want t o lose my granddaughter, too.”
“You won't” she answered between whims.
They shared a warm embrace.
Mr. Ihshanse made sure t o help Samanta i n everything h e could. h e pulled all his strings t o fix every inconvenient she had. Also, h e granted her absolute authority over all of his son's affairs.
Sam returned t o the manor she had shared, for over 7 years, with the most dedicated and sweetest man she had ever met. Remembering h e was no longer with her was tearing her down, making her cry i n corners.
Charlotte and Carlos often came t o visit. Sometimes they even stayed overnight at the manor. Thanks t o their help and a few of the Mobarek staff members, the house recovered that special glow that made it a home.
Amir's studio became Samanta's favorite place. She used t o spend her time there, meditating, looking at their family photo albums. Pictures of her, Amir and Aháva.
“Sam? Can I speak t o you for a moment?” Asked Carlos one afternoon, peeking i n from the door. Sam dried her tears subtly.
“Sure. What's up?” She put the album away and put herself together.
“Are you alright, honey? Something wrong?” Asked Carlos.
“Nothing, I just miss my daughter. I wish I had her i n my arms right now” she shook her head, noticing she was starting t o ramble. “What do you want t o talk about?”
“I wanna ask you something” h e paused. “As you well know, Charlotte and I are engaged and…”
“Yeah, I'm s o glad for you. I never thought my two best friends would…” she left her phrase unfinished and smiled. “You make a lovely couple.”
“Thanks” h e came over t o the desk. “You'll see. I need your opinion. We'd love t o have our wedding here, i n Egypt. I told my mother and she loved the idea. Charlotte and I want something intimate. Her parents will fly i n from Poland, I invited some friends, Charlie invited some of her own. Just a few… ehmmm…” h e paused. Sam was looking at him closely. “I was wondering if, maybe, we could have our wedding here… and you were our matron of honor. Well, you know, Charlie's matron of hon…”
“I love that idea!” Snapped Samanta and she jumped off her chair. “Actually, I'll tell the staff t o start working o n the garden”. She looked outside her studio window. “A Victorian-style countryside wedding. I know Charlie will love that” she started walking t o and fro, shaking her hands i n the air. Talking and planning. Carlos was observing her i n silence. h e had no idea why were women s o excited about weddings. “Do you have a date yet?” Sam turned t o Carlos. Joy beamed from that pair of amber eyes.
“Since it will b e here… ehmmm… Two months?” Asked Carlos.
“One month!” shouted Sam. “Why wait s o long? If you guys love each other.”
“Well, I'd have t o talk t o Charlie, I don't know what she told her parents.”
“I'll take care of everything, Carlos. Count o n me for it.”
Samanta was ecstatic. She found something t o occupy her mind a s days went by t o see her daughter.
"Good morning, Mr. Hallagan. Do you already have what I asked for?!" Dihanna asked once in the lawyer's office. “Yes, Mrs Dihanna. Are you sure about this?" "Nope. I'm not sure, but I know it's what's best for everyone. I don't want to be a hindrance to anyone anymore," she said as tears threatened to well up in her eyes. Hallagan handed her a folder, she took it and without further ado, left her lawyer's office. Once inside her car, she placed the folder on the passenger seat and burst into tears. She vented all that pain, for not being loved by the man she adored. She knew that Dominik would never dare leave her, not because he truly loved her, but because it was his way of thanking her for so many years of dedication and dedication. However, she didn't want that. She didn't want crumbs, she didn't want anyone's leftovers. She was aware that she couldn't condemn her happiness and summarize it as a loveless marriage. He picked up the folder and began flipping through its contents.
“Daddy! You're ready? It's almost time.” Aháva ran into her father's room.“Yes. Let's go."Daddy, where are my little brother a n d Dihanna?" I want t o say goodbye t o them."Ah-ah! Ah-ah!" Abraham's voice came from downstairs.The little boy ran desperately up the stairs. h e had just arrived with his mother."Tell m e that i s not true. Please tell m e it's not true. Tell m e my mom lied t o me.” She hugged her sister tightly.“What's going on? What do you want m e t o say that isn't true? Aháva was confused a n d excited at the same time."That you're going t o go far away from here," said Abraham, o n the verge of tears.Dominik a n d Dihanna exchanged a look filled with regret a n d longing.“It's true. I'm going t o see my mom, who i s waiting for m e in Egypt."But I'm going t o miss you so much." The boy pouted. You'll leave m e alone.“I'm going t o miss you too, but I promise t o come whenever I can. We'll talk o n the phone every night.” Aháva tried t o reassure her littl
Cairo International Airport"Samanta a n drade, calm down once a n d for all," demanded Charlie, whose nerves were o n edge, watching her friend walk from one side t o the other."What if h e gets scared when h e sees me?" My face i s not the same. These scars..."You're still beautiful," Carlos said. You don't have t o worry about that. Aháva adores you a n d doesn't care what you look like —he added —Although seeing it from a n other perspective, they give you a sensual air, almost like a pirate —Carlos joked, letting out a laugh."I think what you're worried about i s what someone else might think, right?" Charlie commented with some mischief."Dominik i s the least interested in how you look, I'm telling you." Carlos winked at her.Carlos a n d Charlotte got Samantha t o relax a bit.People were coming a n d going in all directions, but Sam was staring at the landing gate. a n xiety grew within her being with each passing second. Almost half a n hour had passed since the plane fr
One month after.Dominik glanced at Carlos surreptitiously a n d Carlos nodded, indicating that everything was ready. Charlotte could not suppress the small smile that came from her lips, because she knew perfectly well what was going t o happen next. She was also Weigand's accomplice. Samantha gave her friend a confused a n d questioning look."They say that h e who laughs alone remembers his pranks," she mumbled, poking the blonde's side with a finger.Charlotte laughed out loud."I'm just happy t o have married a wonderful man," the Polish woman commented, scanning her surroundings with her eyes.The garden looked beautiful, decorated in a vintage style with turquoise, white a n d silver decorations. Just two hours ago, Charlotte a n d Carlos had said "Yes, I do", in front of family a n d closest friends. Samantha was the maid of honor, a n d Dominik was the best man. Little Aháva played with some children, sons of some friends of the bride a n d groom."Who would have imagined it
13 years laterHe smiled heartily, as h e always did after a presentation. Hearing the applause of his audience as h e walked offstage was undoubtedly his favorite thing since his father gave him a cape, top hat, a n d wand for his tenth birthday. h e decided t o dedicate himself t o illusionism when that afternoon at his grandmother's house, a magnificent magician left him speechless by drawing a dove o n a small blackboard a n d then shaking it a n d taking out a royal dove. As it did? It was the question that haunted August until h e reached adolescence a n d discovered it for himself after so much studying a n d practicing magic tricks. In the end, it wasn't as hard as I thought it was.After finishing school, the Real Centro Universitario María Cristina de San Lorenzo de El Escorial in Spain was her next step in her academic training, where she specialized in Illusionism. Having dreamy parents helped him a lot, otherwise h e would have had t o settle for being a graduate, enginee
"All the way down, all the way down, all the way down," they yelled in unison.The girls tried t o encourage the youngest of all t o drink the entire contents of her glass in one sip. However, the blonde with green eyes could not do it, because she did not like the taste of tequila or a n y alcoholic beverage. I didn't understand how there were people who drank liquor until their livers dried up, if the taste of alcoholic beverages was so awful.She licked her lips, wrinkled her nose, a n d put the glass back o n the table.Aháva grimaced a n d wiped the corner of her lip with the back of her hand.-I do not can. It's disgusting,” h e yelled, due t o the high volume of the music. How do they make you drink this? It i s awful!—Booo. Don't be a spoilsport,” the eldest of all spoke up. Lauren, a pretty woman about six feet tall, slim, with black hair, gray eyes, a n d white Caucasian skin."You said you'd have a couple of drinks with us," Jessica, the giggling redhead with black eyes a
Aháva tried t o take long strides t o get t o the bar as quickly as possible. The club was packed a n d people seemed t o be possessed by some kind of demon of lust, as they groped each other while dancing grotesquely. The blonde looked at the couple o n her right a n d couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that they did not know about the existence of hotels? God! She didn't understand why she agreed t o go t o that place with her friends, if she never liked going t o places like that. She was more of mountains, rivers a n d beaches. h e liked t o be in contact with nature while enjoying the silence or reading a good book. I had known Lauren, Jessica, a n d Alicia since I was eight years old. h e had just moved with his parents t o California. They lived in the same neighborhood a n d went t o the same school. Since then they were inseparable friends.Aháva was about t o turn nineteen a n d college was just around the corner. h e would study at one of the most prestigious universiti
The car was parked in front of the place h e had been frequenting for the last few days. It was a good place t o dance (he loved t o dance) a n d have a couple of drinks in the company of a pretty woman. h e met Melanie in New York a n d since then she accompanied him o n his tour. That's how h e wanted it, a n d although August didn't need the woman who was willing t o have a good time with him, she was perfect, because she was funny a n d undramatic. (At least it seemed that way at first) I didn't understand how his attitude changed in a matter of three days.He shook his head a n d cleared his mind. I didn't want t o think about that. h e was ready t o celebrate that night h e appeared in the place h e had dreamed of for so many years. For every illusionist, the MGM Grand Garden Arena was a statement that h e was reaching the pinnacle of his career. His parents knew it a n d that i s why they traveled from Scotland t o accompany him. Her little sister couldn't make it o n time beca
I turned to the man who was talking to me. There was something in that voice that made me evoke a thousand memories. I looked at him carefully for a while, because although his face was very familiar to me, I couldn't place him. I opened my eyes like saucers and my heart stopped for a fraction of a second when I recognized the owner of those green eyes that were looking at me. In front of me was the personification of all my fears, traumas and insecurities. The man who served as a benchmark to compare all the people who came into my life after him. It was a beautiful vision, and at the same time a nightmare come true. “Antoine,” I said his name with difficulty. If the mere memory of him stirred up a lot of emotions in me, can you imagine “what his presence did to me?” The imposing figure of a six-foot-tall man lay before me. His eyes were greener than I remembered them and he had a beautiful smile (the one that brought out a couple of dimples in his cheeks) plastered on his face. He
I shook my head hard to concentrate on my friend's voice. She kept talking, but I stopped listening to her for a moment because I was thinking about Harvey, the gorgeous blond I met two months ago on one of my many girls' outings with Gabrielle, and who I started dating four weeks ago. He was divorced and had two young children. All my life I was reluctant to have anything with a man with children, because my policy was always: If I can buy a new car, ¿why buy a used one? This thought became ingrained in me as a result of living with my stepmother. It's not that our relationship was bad, but I remember a couple of times I tried to make her life miserable, just for fun. I was afraid that divine justice would take its toll on me for those years of rebellion and headaches I'd caused Valerie. But there was something about Harvey that appealed to me so much. He was very direct and upfront. When he approached me, he didn't do it with the typical cliché phrases that all men use to approac
She was silent, watching as that handsome man walked away. She didn't understand why she couldn't stop looking at him. She had seen handsome men many times. His father lived surrounded by them. Athletic men with heart-stopping butts. However, there was something about… Damn! h e didn't tell her his name a n d h e wanted very much t o know. h e hit his forehead as h e remembered how h e treated him. "How stupid I am. At this rate, I'm going t o be alone." She couldn't help but feel like a fool for being so rude t o him. Perhaps his intentions were sincere… or perhaps not. h e felt a little relief when h e remembered the way that girl almost ran away, she seemed t o be running away from him. Maybe h e was a lout a n d deserved every one of his mistreatment.Anyway, h e decided not t o think about it a n ymore. She shook her head a n d started t o go back t o the table with her friends, but as soon as she did, she realized that her friends weren't there. h e took a quick look around the
The car was parked in front of the place h e had been frequenting for the last few days. It was a good place t o dance (he loved t o dance) a n d have a couple of drinks in the company of a pretty woman. h e met Melanie in New York a n d since then she accompanied him o n his tour. That's how h e wanted it, a n d although August didn't need the woman who was willing t o have a good time with him, she was perfect, because she was funny a n d undramatic. (At least it seemed that way at first) I didn't understand how his attitude changed in a matter of three days.He shook his head a n d cleared his mind. I didn't want t o think about that. h e was ready t o celebrate that night h e appeared in the place h e had dreamed of for so many years. For every illusionist, the MGM Grand Garden Arena was a statement that h e was reaching the pinnacle of his career. His parents knew it a n d that i s why they traveled from Scotland t o accompany him. Her little sister couldn't make it o n time beca
Aháva tried t o take long strides t o get t o the bar as quickly as possible. The club was packed a n d people seemed t o be possessed by some kind of demon of lust, as they groped each other while dancing grotesquely. The blonde looked at the couple o n her right a n d couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that they did not know about the existence of hotels? God! She didn't understand why she agreed t o go t o that place with her friends, if she never liked going t o places like that. She was more of mountains, rivers a n d beaches. h e liked t o be in contact with nature while enjoying the silence or reading a good book. I had known Lauren, Jessica, a n d Alicia since I was eight years old. h e had just moved with his parents t o California. They lived in the same neighborhood a n d went t o the same school. Since then they were inseparable friends.Aháva was about t o turn nineteen a n d college was just around the corner. h e would study at one of the most prestigious universiti
"All the way down, all the way down, all the way down," they yelled in unison.The girls tried t o encourage the youngest of all t o drink the entire contents of her glass in one sip. However, the blonde with green eyes could not do it, because she did not like the taste of tequila or a n y alcoholic beverage. I didn't understand how there were people who drank liquor until their livers dried up, if the taste of alcoholic beverages was so awful.She licked her lips, wrinkled her nose, a n d put the glass back o n the table.Aháva grimaced a n d wiped the corner of her lip with the back of her hand.-I do not can. It's disgusting,” h e yelled, due t o the high volume of the music. How do they make you drink this? It i s awful!—Booo. Don't be a spoilsport,” the eldest of all spoke up. Lauren, a pretty woman about six feet tall, slim, with black hair, gray eyes, a n d white Caucasian skin."You said you'd have a couple of drinks with us," Jessica, the giggling redhead with black eyes a
13 years laterHe smiled heartily, as h e always did after a presentation. Hearing the applause of his audience as h e walked offstage was undoubtedly his favorite thing since his father gave him a cape, top hat, a n d wand for his tenth birthday. h e decided t o dedicate himself t o illusionism when that afternoon at his grandmother's house, a magnificent magician left him speechless by drawing a dove o n a small blackboard a n d then shaking it a n d taking out a royal dove. As it did? It was the question that haunted August until h e reached adolescence a n d discovered it for himself after so much studying a n d practicing magic tricks. In the end, it wasn't as hard as I thought it was.After finishing school, the Real Centro Universitario María Cristina de San Lorenzo de El Escorial in Spain was her next step in her academic training, where she specialized in Illusionism. Having dreamy parents helped him a lot, otherwise h e would have had t o settle for being a graduate, enginee
One month after.Dominik glanced at Carlos surreptitiously a n d Carlos nodded, indicating that everything was ready. Charlotte could not suppress the small smile that came from her lips, because she knew perfectly well what was going t o happen next. She was also Weigand's accomplice. Samantha gave her friend a confused a n d questioning look."They say that h e who laughs alone remembers his pranks," she mumbled, poking the blonde's side with a finger.Charlotte laughed out loud."I'm just happy t o have married a wonderful man," the Polish woman commented, scanning her surroundings with her eyes.The garden looked beautiful, decorated in a vintage style with turquoise, white a n d silver decorations. Just two hours ago, Charlotte a n d Carlos had said "Yes, I do", in front of family a n d closest friends. Samantha was the maid of honor, a n d Dominik was the best man. Little Aháva played with some children, sons of some friends of the bride a n d groom."Who would have imagined it
Cairo International Airport"Samanta a n drade, calm down once a n d for all," demanded Charlie, whose nerves were o n edge, watching her friend walk from one side t o the other."What if h e gets scared when h e sees me?" My face i s not the same. These scars..."You're still beautiful," Carlos said. You don't have t o worry about that. Aháva adores you a n d doesn't care what you look like —he added —Although seeing it from a n other perspective, they give you a sensual air, almost like a pirate —Carlos joked, letting out a laugh."I think what you're worried about i s what someone else might think, right?" Charlie commented with some mischief."Dominik i s the least interested in how you look, I'm telling you." Carlos winked at her.Carlos a n d Charlotte got Samantha t o relax a bit.People were coming a n d going in all directions, but Sam was staring at the landing gate. a n xiety grew within her being with each passing second. Almost half a n hour had passed since the plane fr