Helen narrates.We left the room and went to the dining room together. It was the first time we had breakfast together as spouses.Marina and Amanda were amazed as soon as they saw us arrive together, especially Amanda who immediately turned red with anger."Sit down, Mrs. Mayora, I'll serve you your breakfast" María, the servant, purposely emphasized my married name.I sat next to Dylan. Amanda wasted no time in coming on and kissing him in front of me, on her lips.“Good morning, dear, I thought you were already in the office. She “she” She kissed her cheeks while I watched her out of the corner of my eye."Today I decided to spend the day with my wife," he said, serene. I had to squeeze my legs because of the nerves."Oh, I see!" she replied in that shrill voice that was overwhelming."My brother never misses the company, is there any special reason?" asked Marina, who had taken a long time to speak.“We will visit my in-laws…” Dylan's response left me in awe. I did not know that h
Dylan narrates.I had a huge headache. I didn't want to imagine what Helen's life had been like with that wretch. I felt guilty for having been part of a deal with that awful man.I got into the truck and asked Camilo to take me to a pharmacy. My head was spinning, and he was about to vomit."Are you okay, sir? He's pale” Camilo looked at me with a worried face."I don't feel well, I feel like throwing up and I'm dizzy" I answered in a whisper.“Do you want us to stop so I throw up?”"No, I need a painkiller as soon as possible, hurry up the car."We got to the pharmacy and Camilo hurriedly got out to buy medicine, but I opened the door and started to vomit, I couldn't stand the nausea.I did not want Helen to suffer, my intention in marrying her was never to mistreat her. What Marina had done caused me enormous and intransigent anger; but she would hear me. She didn't kick her just because Helen hadn't asked me to, because she was tired of her rebelliousness and her rudeness.Camilo
Helen narrates.I was grateful to Dylan for everything he had done for my mother. I was very surprised that he had decorated the room with his own hands, which made me think he was a good man and not like I had thought at first, that's why I had kissed him, I wanted to thank him in some way for what he was doing with us.But that kiss, that kiss that I had given her had left the most delicious nectar impregnated on my lips. The entire day that he was not with me I kept thinking about him, about his deep gaze, about his gestures and even about his tears, those tears that he had shed in regret for what Marina had done.She had no doubt that Dylan had not been the perpetrator of the atrocities her sister had committed. Dylan loved me and wanted to protect me, he felt it in his eyes, he felt it in his kisses. But… and Alexander? I loved Alejandro, he had been my boyfriend since I was a child and I had plans to go with him very soon.That day I had convinced him to leave the clinic, promis
Dylan narrates.I left home when Gonzalo called me informing me that they had arrested Arturo Fonseca. The idiot was staying in my facilities, and he also had a suitcase with all the money I had given him to pay his debts, as well as the money I gave him for Andrea's operation. He never had any intention of sending her to operate.I wanted to run out and smash his face in, but my condition as an invalid prevented me, so I preferred not to see him and let Gonzalo take care of all that; but he did tell me one thing, those affected had to declare, which in this case were Andrea and Helen.That worried me a bit, because the last thing I wanted was for Helen to remember the stormy past she had lived with her father, in addition to the fact that Mrs. Andrea had just had an operation; so, alleging all that, the statements could be extended for a while longer.I was immersed in my thoughts, when the cell phone rang; the sender's number was for the doctor who was going to operate on me in Irel
Helen narrates.I woke up with a start; a strong headache made me scream and take my hand to my temple to massage a little and thus dull the pain.I sat up in bed reminiscing about the night before, and smiled right away as scenes from my dinner with Dylan came to mind."Oh, my God! What had she done? How would I manage to see him face to face after saying all those things about his package and that I really liked his face? I thought, as I took a box with a note that was on the nightstand and that caught my attention. "I hope you enjoy it and it's the first one you call."I opened the box excited imagining the content of the gift.It was a last generation gold vish phone, the most expensive. My high school friends talked a lot about that phone and how difficult it was to acquire it. I never had one, because my father wouldn't let me, but he was dying to have it; so, I got so excited that he wanted to jump, to the point where, if he hadn't had that bad migraine, he would have.I took
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
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