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
Dylan narrates.I couldn't contain myself and kissed Helen. I kissed her with the deepest of her desires. Feeling her hot lips next to mine awakened all my senses; I grabbed her hips as hard as if my life had depended on them. He definitely loved her, and everything he felt for her hadn't disappeared, he was more alive than ever, trying to get out of her and explore the feeling of her love. When I released hers from her lips and looked directly into her eyes, those sweet and tender eyes that wreaked havoc on me, I could visualize the diamond pearl necklace that belonged to my mother, she was still wearing it. And she remembered what I told her that day I gave it to her."If your heart still loves me, don't take it away, Helen." I had that phrase engraved in my memory, and that is why I was incredibly surprised, to the point of feeling that an electric current settled in my belly, and went up to my throat, causing an immense desire to cry.“Do you still have it, Helen? Does that mean…
Helen narrates.After leaving the mansion I went to speak again with Abi, my boss. She needed me to switch patients, because she couldn't stand seeing Dylan anymore, no, she just couldn't. That was killing me, but as was to be expected, he told me that I had to continue with the patient and I resignedly went to school to look for my son, of course, after telling my mother not to worry, that I was going to look for him.I took a bus again, and while humming music that I heard on the bus, I touched my necklace, remembering like a movie everything that had happened between us that day. Out of inertia I brought my hands to my lips, feeling that their sweet kisses were still impregnated.«How will you do now Helen? How will you do to see him face to face again? My God! Why do you do that to me? » thought.My mother was right, and she put me back on the same path as Dylan just to fix things or clarify doubts.I got out of the car when they announced the stop and walked a few blocks until I
Dylan narrates.He had gone out to see me with the engineer, since he needed to finalize the budget to repair the school, so I had made an appointment with him in a very luxurious bar-restaurant, which he used to frequent.I got to the place before him. I didn't like being late so, a few minutes before he was there; so, while I waited, I ordered a glass of whiskey and a sandwich.I started to look around me, and at one of the tables I saw a woman who made me shudder. She was wearing a tiny royal blue dress, with high silver heels, her hair was loose and fell below her waist, without a doubt she was incredibly beautiful. Too bad she was accompanied.The engineer arrived and we got ready to talk about business, although I couldn't stop seeing the young couple who talked placidly and occasionally laughed. I couldn't stop looking at her, because her features seemed familiar to me, plus the poor girl wouldn't stop drinking and she already seemed a little dizzy.The engineer left and I want
Helen narrates.A hand hugged me tightly by the belly causing me to wake up. I opened my eyes slowly, trying to remember the place where I was, and immediately jumped in amazement."Good heavens!” I screamed as he cupped his hands over my mouth so as not to wake him up.A sleeping Dylan was next to me. He was only wearing boxers, and besides, I was completely naked, which meant that I had had sex with him, oh my god! I thought it had all been a dream, a wonderful dream.I got up cautiously, I really didn't believe that I had had sex with him after what happened, after all the damage he had done to me."What did you do Helen?” I told myself mentally.I tried to remember everything, but I only remembered that I had left the bar because stupid Saul had treated Dylan so badly, and that hurt so much that I went out to defend him.«What a fool», I thought, while I put my hands to my head because of the pain.I took my clothes, which were scattered on the floor, and walked with them to the b
Dylan narrates.I called Camilo on the phone because the pain in my leg was unbearable. The force that he had done the night before had left me with a very painful injury, and he could hardly move me, so I called him to get me."Camilo, come to my apartment please, I need you to come and bring the wheelchair". I told him on the phone.With some difficulty I showered and dressed quickly, remembering the night before with Helen. She had engraved her kisses, her caresses, her skin on mine; he really loved her.Camilo arrived a few minutes later, so I told him to help me get on the chair, and that we also get some painkillers.After going through the pharmacy, I decided to go to Helen's house, since she left just like that, and I didn't want everything to stay like that, not this time. I needed us to talk, and we would.I got out of the car with my cane, I could no longer hide that I was walking, why? There was no reason to do it. She had seen the night before.I got to the door and knock
Helen narrates.Margarita took me to a room, while Amanda and Marina's witches went to their room. I was afraid to be there, but I knew that she had to control me, she seemed crazy, and my nerves had me wild.A great weight fell off my shoulders when I told Dylan that he was the father of my child. It was as if a thousand kilos of cement left my side, although the look and the hatred that emanated from his eyes hurt me a lot. It wasn't entirely my fault, though. I had gone that day to tell him, but Marina told me that he was happy with Amanda, and I… I just let him be happy.We got to a room, and I was shaking. He did not know exactly why he had a fever, although he had a feeling that it was because of the emotional shock he had had.“Mrs. Helen, take a bath, you'll see that the child will get better, yes? Take a bath while I prepare a hot soup for you and look for some clothes for you” Margarita told me sweetly.I nodded without answering, wanting to finish quickly to see my son. I w
Dylan narrates.My heart was beating a thousand an hour. It's just that knowing that there was a person who came from me was the most pleasant feeling I could have; so, knowing that he was there, in that bed about to die, was the most immense pain he could feel. I did not understand why fate had insisted on making me suffer. I had already lost so much, I just hoped that God would take pity on my soul, and so I could be happy, and for that I needed and wanted that little boy to live.With trembling hands, I approached him to take his hand, which was cold, I supposed because of the cold weather in the room. Then, I looked at his delicate face, he was wearing a blanket over his head, covering the wound he had sustained. The devices connected to it sounded in endless rhythms that hurt my soul.He was so small, that just knowing that he was going through all that makes me shudder. He did not understand life. There were people are, so wicked and twisted walking through the world as calm as
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