AMELIA
"And what did you intend to do?" Keep me high for the rest of my life?" She starts screaming from the second sentence, starting to cry. Peter watches the woman carefully, studying her behavior as if it's the first time he's laid eyes on her.
"Not." Is all he says, looking down at our still joined hands.
" I loved you." She says in a whisper so low I'm not sure if he can hear.
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HENRICOWhen I got to that room and saw her in his arms, terrified of having a gun in her face, I didn't know what to do for a while. My mind was lost, filled with fear. So, when finally said something and the bastard saw us, his reaction was faster than mine and his finger slid on the trigger before mine.Damn it. I bluster, kneeling beside Augusto on the ground, looking for the bullet shell. That was too close."Dad!" Someone screams, but I don't look to check which of the two women it is.
AMELIAMaking sure Henrico's car is right behind Peter's is the only thing that keeps me sane at the moment."The police are here." My voice comes out more like a thought. Disconnected than a warning. He looks in the rearview mirror, squinting as if the act will make him see better and then, as if it were possible, accelerates the car even more, causing our bodies to be thrown backwards due to the high speed."You're going to kill us!" I scream, having to grab the ceiling strap for safety.
AMELIAI open my lips and say yes, she can come in, but I can't. I seem to have unlearned how to speak and all I can do is make noises. Embarrassing noises. The doctors explained to me that this is due to my situation, it's been almost two days since I woke up from the coma and I still need to practice my speech, relearn how to communicate. So all I do is nod my head and hope Aurora gets the hint.My stepsister walks in, closing the door behind her as she is completely through the door and looking at me with a certain politeness, not lingering long in her assessment. She takes two steps towards me, and I eye her curiously, not sure what to expect from her visit. Okay, I remember
AMELIA"Amelia, you need to rest.""I'm fine, I have something to tell you." I say, not getting any less convincing from my shaky voice. However, I need to mention that we have a cousin living in another country. A secret that was kept from our father for years. Another." She's not, the doctor recommended rest. " I hug her, using a little strength to pull her to me."Remember the time I
HENRICOI swore to myself I wouldn't leave her side, but where before my nightmares involved squeaky bunk beds, bars and criminals, now I'm transported to the night her car overturned more than five times before finally exploding, but instead of eliminating her as I did, I simply watch the scene paralyzed and unable to do anything to help her. And, dammit!These fucking nightmares are taking all my nights sleep along with my good mood, I just need to close my eyes for ten seconds and whew... I'm back to that night. I get out of bed knowing that this will be another lost night and I leave the room, heading straight for the office, my refuge, on the floor below without making a big fuss, since Guilhermino is playing the damn nanny and has been wa
HENRICO"Do you remember me?" It's my first question.I try to control my impulse to touch her, but I fail miserably and stroke her hair, although I can defend myself by arguing that no one prepared me to deal with an Amelia with long, natural hair. I feel strange, nervous to be next to her after waiting so long. Seeing her like this reminded me of the time when she was just an innocent, withdrawn girl without much of a filter. That girl shut me up with just one look, but she shudders every time I threaten to come five steps away. Amelia Leal was a scared little g
HENRICOOne year later.I slide my fingers along the smooth skin of her back, aware of every hair that rises on her body."Like that? " I adopt a sensual tone to tease you and bite your earlobe, licking right after." Hmm... "He moans, and I laugh, taking the opportunity to leave him to go down with my teeth to his shoulder and bite.
HENRICO "Her brother." She confesses, running one more light and almost hitting another car. "Dude, drive carefully. I get married tomorrow. I fume, making sure the belt is tight around me." He huffs but slows down. When are you going to tell me this girl's identity?" I ask without patience, starting to get worried about her safety.