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
Helen narrates.After finishing my workday, I ran home. Every day she had the same routine, and even though she was exhausted, she did it with happiness. And it is that the reason for my sacrifices had the most beautiful smile in the world, and it was my great love, Dylan junior.Five years had passed, five years since the day Dylan and I parted ways. All that time I had raised my son alone, being the happiest woman and at the same time the most unfortunate woman in the world, because she had not been able to forget him for a single moment in my life. And the reason for that last part is that the millionaire was deep in my heart.Thinking about it, I touched the necklace he gave me, wishing one day to fulfill my promise and remove it from my neck; but since my heart still loved him, it was still the cross of my greatest wishes to see him again.For a long time I kept hoping to be with him again, that he would look for me to talk and that we could still be together, but everything coll
Dylan narrates.The day I returned from the trip to Ireland, I was devastated; I couldn't bear that my hopes of walking had gone to the same shit, and I couldn't look Helen in the eye either, I felt like a loser, so I went to the company to fill myself with work. I had a lot of things behind, and although I had a manager, there were things that only I could solve, and sign.As soon as I entered the building, the first thing I did was contact the manager, so I met him in one of the offices.“Mr. Dylan, I have some news for you that I don't think you'll like very much.” I looked at him curious."What is it about Cesar? You already have me on tenterhooks" I asked him, really worried about his face.“I was reviewing the company's account statements and there is an embezzlement of ten million dollars.”If I had been standing at that moment, I would have fallen from the shock. It was an exceptionally hefty sum of money.“And do you know who the person was who took that amount without my aut
Dylan narrates.Four long years had passed without Helen, four years where day by day he had tried to forget her; but for me damn luck I had not succeeded. The chestnut had gotten into the depths of my being, making her remember her every minute.I knew that she had graduated as a nurse, and that she was working for a recognized agency. All of this had been told to me by a private investigator that she had hired, besides, I also learned that she had a son. It hurt my soul to know that she had made her life, but with whom? She always asked me the same thing. He had sent his boyfriend to investigate, and the jerk had gone to a town in Texas, so doubts began to come to my head. Why, if they loved each other so much, didn't she go with him? Why did they separate? I didn't understand shit, and I didn't want to force myself to understand either.I also found out that he worked overtime in a lunch shop with his mother, so I kept questioning myself, what about all the money he had stolen from
Helen narrates.As soon as I got off the transport, my legs were shaking like jelly, and my hands were sweating profusely. I arranged my uniform and went to the trellis; it was always open. For a moment I thought about turning back, running away without looking back, but I knew that would be my immediate dismissal, and I couldn't afford to lose my job, so I took a breath and kept walking.Everything was identical as he had left it, at least the front; I walked some more trying to control my breathing and rang the doorbell.Not even a minute passed, when my dear Margarita appeared behind her, with that serious face that characterized her but that was only a camouflage, because she was the sweetest person in the world."Good morning" I said as soon as he opened the door, with a pleasant smile. It had been so long without seeing her that it made me hug her.She looked up and without realizing who it was, she greeted me.“Hello, are you the boss's new nurse?" I nodded her head looking her
Dylan narrates.I kept detailing each of his features. His hazel eyes looked at me curiously, her skin glowing telling me how smooth he was. Her silhouette was so exquisitely shapely that it seemed unreal to me. I couldn't believe that he was seeing her, that after so many years she was close to me. For an instant I thought of throwing myself against her, hugging her; but that feeling only lasted for an instant, because her deception came to my mind shortly after, carrying with it the most bitter of memories of her."Go ahead, ma'am" I said dismissively, pretending that I couldn't remember her name to annoy her, because I knew that would irritate her.He looked down. She was nervous, I could tell, so at that moment my ego grew, letting me know that something was wrong with her, and that it was impossible that she could lie to me about it.“If you don't say your name, I won't know what to call you, miss.He looked up and glared at me. She could feel the sharp eyes of hers boring into m
Helen narrates.I had talked to my boss to change my patient, but apparently, I was at my ex-husband's house most days, so there was no remedy; I had to continue seeing Dylan every day of my life, or I would lose my job, and I definitely couldn't do that. My little Dylan went to soccer practices on weekends, and he had to pay that monthly fee, in addition to his school, which, although it was public, asked for a lot of money to repair it.I went to bed tired, after leaving my beautiful angel in her room. I touched my necklace, which I always covered with my nurse shirt, and closed my eyes imagining Dylan. Having him so close again caused me so many feelings that I didn't know how to describe it."And Amanda? And Marina? Where were they?” I wondered when I remembered them.They had been so hypocritical that I was sure they were together, but the curiosity to know if that woman was still with Dylan ate at me. That long day I hadn't had a chance to talk to Margarita, because Dylan accept
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