Helen narrates.Several days had passed since we moved into the apartment. I had started my work again, and my mother had made friends with the door attendant. She noticed that she was better, and she spent the time talking to him day and night, which I liked a lot, because she didn't feel so alone and that was the important thing.As for Dylan junior, he was much better, since the bandage had been removed from his head and his pale face was history. That thanks to the millions of juices and vitamins that we were giving him, and as always because of the tycoon buying him with a toy; he had a room full of them.My ex-husband spent all his time pampering him, taking him to the movies and buying him whatever he wanted. I told him that he was going to spoil him, but he kept saying that if he didn't spoil him, who would, besides that he wanted to make up for lost time; At that moment, he didn't have to answer because even when he remembered it, he looked at me wanting to kill me.A new day
Dylan narrates.That big day, like every year, a gala party was organized where all the high-end people, governors, businesspeople, and countless people with a lot of money would attend. Since I had spent many years without going, due to the five years that I lost in the sadness caused by the separation with Helen, I decided to introduce them to society. And not only for that, but I also decided to go back and propose to my Helen.She remembered very clearly when we were in Dublin and she, with shining eyes, had looked at that couple who was proposing a hand, wanting to be the girl who shared the joy of marrying as God intended, and not being forced at the whim of a disabled person.Yes, I still regretted that a bit, although thanks to my whim, at that moment I was enjoying the joy of having a family and making them live that special moment that I stole. Although she knew that she had been upset and tired because all this time I made her believe that she didn't love her, and it was al
Helen narrates.After dropping Dylan off at the mansion, we headed off in a van to a special place he wanted to show me.I was sitting in the passenger seat with a blindfold on, nervously holding my dear Dylan's hand.When we reached our destination and I got out of the car, the cool breeze ruffles my hair and an exquisite melody fill my ears, as if they were the waves of the sea breaking on the shore. The aroma of salt water filled my nostrils, and the breeze made my body bristle.I walked down a rocky road until we finally came to a stop. He gently removed the blindfold and what I saw with my own eyes was something I couldn't believe. It was a wonderful two-story house, illuminated by headlights."Do you like it?” The tycoon asked, taking me by the hand, to drag me inside him."Oh, my love I love it!” I expressed to turn around and kiss him.He kissed me gladly and then he picked me up, taking me into the house in his arms, as he had dreamed of in the past.He took me up the stairs
Helen narrates.There I was once again, in front of the mirror, while my mother helped me fix my hair. Thanks to my dear pregnancy, which I had to clarify, I felt absolutely nothing but hunger. Unlike Dylan's pregnancy, that one alone made me very sleepy and craved sweets. Where had I stayed? Ah yes, back on topic; I was there in front of the mirror, getting ready for my wedding.Yes, we had to advance her before my belly grew too big, because I was sure that would happen very soon, since the dress was a little tight on me and I was barely almost two months pregnant."You look beautiful, my girl" my mother told me, accommodating the long train that was attached to the dress. I told you that everything was going to be in her place.At this I smiled at her because all those years she told me the same thing, and at that moment I understood why she said that."Thank you, mom, I'm nervous” I expressed with a blush. I was getting married for the first time, but for me it was yes, since that
Helen narrates.The next morning when I opened my eyes, Dylan was not by my side. He was used to getting up early, so at five in the morning he was awake, so I got up to clean up quickly and look for him.She hadn't toured the beautiful house, which seemed small but cozy; so, when I left the room, my eyes were filled with wonder at what I was seeing. There was a beautiful spa you could visualize because the walls were made of glass. I kept walking amazed and I was much more surprised to see a huge bubbling pool, it seemed unreal, plus a few other rooms that I didn't see because I was desperate looking for the kitchen or the living room that I never found. I didn't understand where I was, the only thing I could see was a staircase that led to the upper floor, but wasn't I already on the upper floor? I didn't understand anything, last night I was so asleep that I didn't realize where Dylan had taken me.Then I was going up the stairs to find myself in a huge room, with paintings and fur
Dylan narrates.My eyes snapped open, and the first thing that came to mind was Helen and my baby in her womb. I looked to my side, and there she was, her fragile body was battered; she could only think about whether she was alive. I touched her desperate pulse, and she was still alive, I got out of the car that the entire front part had been smashed to get out my wife, who was bleeding from her forehead. Desperate to know that she was okay, I took her into my arms. I tried to wake her up, but she didn't react; In those moments, my heart beat a thousand per hour.It was a lonely road and, as expected, the car that hit us was gone.I walked with her in my arms, desperate for a doctor to see her, until a car took pity on me and took us to a clinic.All the way to the clinic, I kept praying to God that she and my son were okay. I checked her body desperate for her, looking for if she had a broken bone or a bruise, but no, I only saw the blow on her forehead, and she didn't react.“A doct
Dylan narrates.Margarita's voice calling me took me out of my thoughts.“Mr. Dylan, Mr. Dylan, the lady just woke up!”I felt my body tense up. I wanted to run, but I was sitting there, unable to move from shock. After coping with the situation, I got up and ran out. I ran so hard as if they were chasing me. I was breathing hard, and I felt tears of happiness welling up in my eyes.When I got to the room, everyone was outside. I saw my son Dylan crying and Andrea sobbing. They all looked at me with an expression of terror that worried me. At that moment, I saw Gonzalo talking to the doctor.I looked at them all in disbelief, unable to understand anything. I entered the room and saw the reason.Helen was curled up in a fetal position, crying. She had ripped off all the pathways that monitored her and she was staring at nothing.“Helen my love, my queen, how are you feeling?” I went over to kiss her, hug her. She looked at me as if she didn't know me and blurted out a few words that le
Dylan narrates.Even though I had fallen asleep late, I felt that I had slept enough. I was pleased with that, so I opened my eyes and stretched to see the beautiful woman next to me. Helen, without a doubt, was beautiful. Her silhouette, although no longer that of a child, was fragile.I got up carefully so as not to wake her up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, wrapped in a towel, I saw her sitting on the bed, trying to cover her eyes with theimpression that it caused him to see me naked. And then I wanted her to remember how many times she had made love to him until we were tired, until we were tired.“Why are you covering your eyes? Don't you know who made that baby you're carrying there?”“I said pointing to her bulging belly, beautiful.”She smiled and removed her hands from her flushed face.“It's just that I'm still not used to it” He looked down at her shyly, and I swear he wanted to fuck her right there; but he didn't do it for the simple reason
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