Helen narrates.I nervously went up to the room, afraid that Dylan had recognized Alejandro. I couldn't imagine what would happen if he found out that his gardener and the boy who had kissed me and who was also my boyfriend lived in his house. That could certainly be chaos, and I was going to be the most affected of all, I had no doubt of that."Lie down, Mrs. Mayora" said the doctor who came behind me to check me up.I lay on the bed shivering from the cold. The worst scare of my life had happened. Feeling death up close had undoubtedly been the worst thing I had experienced in my life.The doctor started checking my lungs and checking my heartbeat."Am I alright?" I asked because I felt a little agitated when speaking."You have to rest a lot, and I'm going to prescribe these medications that will help you breathe better, but the main thing is that you rest and drink a lot of fluids."I nodded my head and thanked the doctor who promptly left.I went straight to the bathroom to take
Helen narrates.The days passed quickly; besides, I counted them with emotion. I was dying to travel and get to know that wonderful country that I had wanted to know since I was a child.Marina and Amanda constantly asked me out, and from time to time I would go to the fountain to see Alejandro who was waiting for me every night.She was confused yes… it was that the relationship she had with Dylan was so different. She was sure that she loved Alejandro, since he had been my boyfriend for many years, but she was also sure that what she felt for Dylan was not normal; so I thought about letting time run, besides there was little left for the trip and when I got back I had to make a decision, even though I constantly felt bad because I thought I was playing with the feelings of both of them.My mother was happy with the mansion, every day we had breakfast in the garden, surrounded by laughter and trees, as she loved; In addition, we would walk for hours and she would see me exercise in t
Helen narrates.After installing my mother in her house, we went to the airport. She was so nervous that happiness did not fit in my chest.Dylan had taken care of all the paperwork involved in traveling to another country and had also brought with us an assistant of about forty years of age, Miguel his name was he was the person who was going to be in charge of serving us, getting the wheelchair tycoon up and down, among other important things.The trip was in high class. VIP to be exact. I was in the window part, enjoying looking at the sky. The adrenaline I felt in my stomach was magnificent, between fear and happiness."Moved?" she asked, taking my hand.“A lot,” I said, blushing at his touch, which never failed to make me feel amazing."Make yourself comfortable, the trip is for long hours."Dylan loved to read, so he always carried a book or two with him.While he was distracted by his reading, I was able to watch cooking recipe videos on YouTube, with headphones, listen to musi
Helen narrates.I had fallen asleep on his chest. He was stroking my hair; the cold he was making had me shivering so he woke me up.“Helen my darling, you're shaking” he whispered in my ear.I didn't want that magical moment to ever end. The smell of his chest intoxicated me; I hugged him, never wanting to break that beautiful connection that united us.I got up from his legs to clean myself. The mark that she was no longer a virgin was attached to our bodies, so I went to the bathroom to shower.I kissed him on the lips before walking to the bathroom.The bathroom was spectacular. A tub made of round shaped rocks was waiting for me. I plunged into her and delicately carved my body, closing my eyes remembering each one of her kisses, each one of her looks, each touch, and each penetration so deliciously magical.The water turned red, so I got up and opened the bathroom to make it all go away. Then I looked in a box for a shampoo and washed my hair. And when I was ready, I placed two
Dylan narrates.I had thought about giving Helen the best first night of her life, but as soon as we got to Dublin, she felt tense, as if she wanted to tell me something. And even though I wasn't sure if she wanted to go further with me, her skin, her gaze, and even her breath told me, she was screaming at me.That night was magical, I was uncontrollable to have her. Her body was insatiable, and I enjoyed taking her and making her mine until I got tired.I felt lucky to be the first man in her life, although it hurt me a lot to see her cry, but shortly after with my caresses I calmed the pain that I had caused her.The next morning, I got up early. I had plans to take her to see the city, so I left her asleep after kissing her and caressing her hair. She looked tired."Miguel, help me, come to my room" I called him through the intercom that connected the large house of the guest house that was attached to mine, and where the assistant I had hired stayed.I knew that Helen was not goin
Helen narrates.Seeing Dylan like that completely devastated me, and even more so seeing the way he had treated me. His red eyes were about to cry, his hopeless cold gaze and his veins marked by rage, it hurt and hurt a lot.By the time I got to the house, I lay down on the couch crying, wondering where he was and how he felt at that moment. I cried wondering why it was so difficult for him to understand that she loved him like this. It's just that, without the need for him to walk, I accepted it that way and I had shown it to him.I turned on my mobile, which I hadn't turned on since I arrived in Dublin, because I wanted to have peace and not remember my father and the decision he had to make about Alejandro. And despite the fact that by that time I had already made my decision, I had to clarify the whole situation with him; I hoped he would understand, that I had fallen in love with the man who had bought me, even if it sounded absurd, it was true, and I wasn't going to leave his si
Helen narrates.Arriving at the mansion, the first thing Dylan did was go to the company. He knew that he was wrong, and that he wanted to fill himself with work so he wouldn't think so much about what had happened; while for my part I went up to my room to change, to then run to my mother's house to bring her the gifts she had bought, and also to see how he was.I told Margarita and Maria to take the suitcases up to my room, I had also bought a gift for them.“How was your trip, ma'am? “Asked Maria who was very talkative."What’s up girl? Respect, why should you be asking about Mrs. Helen's private life?” Margarita scolded her, to which she pouted."Leave her alone, Margarita. " I looked at Margarita that she was frowning. “He has been great for me; Dylan and I are in love” I said enthusiastically.“Bless God! I knew daughter that you loved him, it was a matter of time before you realized that " said Margarita obviously happy, taking away her bitter face with that and getting really
Helen narrates.I opened my eyes, trying to realize where I was; I blinked several times to see the room around me, and crossed with reality, I was in my old house. Several weeks had passed since I lived with my mother again, and every morning when I woke up, I felt that feeling that I wasn't where I wanted to be, or simply wasn't with him.Every day of my life, I patiently waited for the time for him to look for me, to tell me that what he had seen was a confusion, and that he only loved me, but no matter how many days passed, and that he was looking in my mobile a message or a call, he just wasn't looking for me. That's how little by little I lost hope.I got up heavily. The last few days I had been very tired, as if I were running a marathon, plus my appetite was increasing every day.I went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went out to the kitchen. My mother had set up a small business in the house; With Arturo's liquidation, she had started selling breakfasts, natural juices
Everyone in the end lived their own story. Each one had difficulties, but they managed to be happy until the last moment of their lives, until the last breath of their breath.Even though each one had their own life, every year they met in the house in Dublin, where they celebrated as a family. Dylan spent hours reading the book Helen had written; he loved telling that story, he wanted to capture that feeling in his words, just as Helen had written it.All his grandchildren sat listening to him, while Helen rocked in a chair next to him, knitting an outfit or two; Despite the fact that they had all been great businessmen, they were still her children, and when she had to scold them, she did, and they all paid attention to her.Now they lived a life of old people, they sat down every afternoon to read the newspaper with a cup of coffee in hand, and despite their age, they always made love, and with this I am not talking about sex, no, that is very basic I'm talking about understanding
Helen narrates.The flowers in the garden fluttered in all magnitude, so much so that the breeze was going to detach it from its roots. I was sitting looking at my beautiful children as I watched them play with them. There was so much peace in that place, it seemed like we had never suffered so much, the scars were there, but dry.Dylan caressed my belly with all the love in the world. He had finally agreed to let me eat some pizza, so he was taking advantage of it. I had understood that all pregnancies were not the same, and I was very happy that he was a bit sick."You can never have a boyfriend Camila, it may be that dad will leave you, maybe when you turn eighty" Dylan Junior said tenderly to Camila, who looked at him with her blue eyes without understanding.Dylan and I started laughing.“Could it be possible that Dylan Junior is one of those overprotective brothers?" I asked Dylan as he looked into his eyes. "You're not going to be like that, are you, Dylan?” I questioned while
Helen narrates.Dylan junior had started school. Luckily, he got along excellent with his friends, in addition to the fact that he practiced soccer in a beautiful academy where Dylan accompanied him without fail; He even said that he wanted to become a coach.I laughed aloud because he meant it very seriously, and unlike Dylan Junior he was terrible at soccer. I had gotten a part-time job as a nurse, Dylan insisted that he could buy me a clinic if I wanted, but I said no, I liked it simple. He was getting used to it, because he had made friends with some neighbors and every weekend we would have a barbecue while having a few beers -although always with his glamor ahead-; Besides, he spent all his time organizing tours of museums, parachute rides, and so on, and well, he let it be that way, because there were things that he couldn't force him to change.Dylan junior left school early that day. I had decided to go look for him, since Dylan was having a stomachache and horrible dizziness
Helen narrates.The day after arriving in Dublin they had all come down with the flu. I spent all my time making hot soups and homemade cough syrup, it was what my mother had taught me to do, and even though it was Christmas, and they had the flu, we were all arranging the beautiful tree that Dylan had bought.Dylan my husband had filled the tree with many different toys. He had bought a horrible doll for Camila, I told him that she was ugly, and that the girl was not going to like it; she this she had yellow eyes and red hair, she looked like Chucky. However, since my husband was so foolish, she said that she was beautiful; but aside from that, as Dylan junior was already growing up and he wanted to cultivate his knowledge, he bought him a chess set.We sat at the table for Christmas dinner, while I turned on the computer to see my mother."Hi Mom!” I told him waving on the screen, it wasn't Christmas there yet, so I assumed that for the following month he would make his dinner.I ha
Helen narrates.We were all sitting in the garden of the mansion, saying goodbye to New York. It wasn't that we weren't going to see each other anymore, no, we just knew that with the load of work that Gonzalo would have, in addition to the food business that my mother and José had set up, and the distance we were going to be, it would be almost impossible to see each other. frequently.That hurt my soul for my mom, but it comforted me to know that she would not be alone, since she had found someone who would take care of her and protect her as she deserved.The atmosphere was nice. We had hired a karaoke while we enjoyed some cocktails. Our flight to Dublin would leave at six in the evening, we had chosen that time to prevent Camila from feeling uncomfortable due to the dizziness she got when we traveled by plane. Well, at least when we were traveling by plane, because she had recently gone to Disney and Dylan went by helicopter, while the girl had to make a stop at the hospital for
Dylan narrates.What Marina had done still hurt in my soul, she was my sister and despite everything I kept my pain alone. She didn't want anyone to see me fall, she hoped that little by little those wounds would heal, because she didn't want to show anyone how much my soul hurt.I looked out the window as I remembered the day, I had gone to visit her. She was so lost in time that she didn't know what she was saying, she told me that she wanted half of her fortune that corresponded to her while she cried like a madwoman.I was so worried about her health, and it is that, although I had given a lot of money for her to be cared for, I could not do anything for her; The officers told me that she was totally crazy, because she only talked about money, about companies. I was sorry how her ambition had completely blinded her.Soft hands take me by the back, so I turned to see my beautiful wife.“What are you doing up so early, my love?” She told me giving me kisses on the lips."I have a su
Helen narrates.It had been a few weeks since Camila's discharge, so we decided to celebrate her birthday, but this time something more intimate at a restaurant that Dylan had bought. That day he would be ready just for us, so I was finishing getting ready to go.I was wearing a royal blue body-hugging dress that reached to my ankles and silver heels. I loved that color. But what about my hair? It looked elegant because she had pulled it up into a high ponytail.My little princess was wearing a pink dress, it made her beautiful blue eyes stand out even more, and Dylan junior was wearing a blue and black ball gown, which matched my outfit. He looked beautiful with sunglasses on, all smug and gallant, my God, he didn't lose his knack!We got out and got into the car. I had decided to learn to drive when I had some time, since going from driver to driver bothered me a bit. I still wasn't used to the glamor of the life I was leading, what can I tell you? I liked the simple.We got to the
Helen narrates.I was lying in bed, thinking about how cruel life was. My children were the most important thing in my life, and then they were going through who knows what. I felt overwhelmed, desperate. She looked towards the window that overlooked the balcony; dawn had begun to break.Seconds later I sat up in bed, Soledad and Margarita were each asleep in an armchair, surely tired from taking care of me all night. I got up trembling from the cold and went to the balcony. My breasts were swollen from retaining breast milk; so, I started to cry, how could a person be so cruel and take her children away from a mother?I forcefully took the toys that were in my hands and hugged them, while I continued to look at the sunrise with great sadness. Camila always woke up early because of her.milk, I imagined that I was crying at that moment and felt helpless for not being able to do anything.Then I started crying again silently with a lump in my throat and a horrible pain in my chest. It
Dylan narrates.There was a bloody doll with red paint, and multiple knives in her abdomen, she was blonde like my daughter, and I immediately panicked."Gonzalo! Marina can murder them, she is capable brother, she is capable!” I started crying when I saw that scene.“Let's find a solution, Dylan, let's do it, calm down, brother” Gonzalo tried to calm me down, but I was so desperate that it seemed impossible.Along with that atrocity, there was a folder with a cleanly worded document, where it specifically said that I made a clean and legal commitment to deliver all my assets to him. At that moment, I didn't care about anything, I was sure I did, not even all the fortune I had could pay what my children and their well-being were worth, I was totally sure of that.I kept reading the folder, there was a note that said: “sign and leave it there. Don't talk to the authorities or my lovely nephews are going to pay for it."Immediately how my body began to convulse, a product of the fear th