The anguish overwhelmed my consciousness. On one hand, thinking about all the bad things regarding Thiago hurt me, but being in that room after fleeing made me regress, thinking again about what was happening to him. Possibly, I slept until the early morning, not because I stopped thinking, but because of exhaustion. The bed was too soft, and my back hurt horribly. Diego and Clara, on the other hand, slept happily, and I felt pain for not being in the same conditions as them, an envy that consumed my soul.Once a ray of sunlight entered the room, I got up. They were still asleep, wrapped in each other's arms. I looked at them and could only touch my belly, which was the only company I had left. The hotel provided breakfast, and I devoured everything. Anxiety consumed me, maybe because of the noise I made, I managed to wake up Clara Lucía, who immediately got dressed and approached me, with delicacy, with shame for not telling me the truth, for being Diego's accomplice and keeping me i
I felt my mouth go dry, but I didn't quite understand. If Esmeralda was in Mexico, she couldn't harm me, so what was the point of running away to a country so far from mine?— And where is Thiago? — I asked, absorbed, as if what they had just said wasn't something serious. — What does this have to do with the phone call? Maybe Thiago knew, and that's why he came to see me. I don't understand. — I said, getting up from the small seat again and started walking around the room like an idiot due to anxiety, this time I was the one biting my nails out of nervousness.— In Mexico, dear — Clara Lucía replied, and Diego interrupted to answer my other question.— Lisa, Esmeralda knows that you're here, and yesterday when she realized that Thiago had traveled, she couldn't contain her anger any longer. Thiago knew that if his lawyer called him, something bad had happened, as he had instructed them to communicate only through messages to avoid suspicion, you know, people always overhear everythi
— However, I continued to inquire, "And how do you know all of this? Thiago is more mysterious than a man," I asked curiously, wanting to know what kind of relationship they had for Thiago to confide in him about my safety.— "My mother was his family's maid, and she helped us financially so that I could receive a good education. I lived in that house since I was a child, so we became good friends. Now, as adults, he reached out to me to help him with this case because he knows I'll never let him down. So, I'm aware of the whole situation, not just as a detective but also due to the trust we both share," Diego explained, not portraying his role as a detective but rather as the good college friend he had pretended to be when we first met.— His story seemed touching; it appeared that, after all, wealthy families weren't as bad as one might suppose — "And were you there when he married Esmeralda? According to Thiago, he was very young, maybe you were still living there," I probed, curio
When Diego left the room, I tried to follow him. I was sure that Thiago was the one calling him. He knew how to hide well, as he had done before I knew they were allies.— "Don't go, Lisa, for God's sake, understand," Clara shouted after me as I got up, but she blocked my way.— "You defend him because he's your boyfriend, but I don't want any more deception, Clara Lucía, no more. I need to talk to Thiago," I pleaded.— "When the time is right, you'll talk to him. For now, let Diego speak with him, and then he can tell you what's happening," Clara said to calm my pleas.— "I can't take this anymore, Clara Lucía, I just can't!" I said as I returned to the bed, like a scolded child, obeying my friend's advice.— "That's right, dear, lie down and rest. Every time you shout, it feels like that baby is about to come out of your womb. You're too irritable, Lisa, very stubborn," Lucía grumbled, perhaps tired of my attitude like a spoiled child who doesn't understand. In reality, I was just a
— Lisa, Lisa — she repeated my name over and over, but I no longer knew if the pain of the soul was equal to or worse than the physical.— Here I am, just trying not to think, and believing faithfully that my son will be born on time, that nothing bad will happen — I replied, trying not to worry Clara even more.— You're too pale, do you really think you can hold on, or should I call someone to help us? — she said, concerned.— No, don't call anyone. I know I can still hold on, I know he won't be born now, I know he won't die, something within my mother's conscience confirms it to me, — I replied, and calling myself a mother moved me; it was the first time I assumed it with such faith.— And Thiago — she murmured.— Thiago, my good Thiago, as I used to call him, he was a fundamental piece for me to give up the idea of aborting. It's one of the reasons why I love him as someone completely special. I say love because I don't know if you can love so quickly, but his actions towards me ha
— He's not here, Lisa, he's not here in the hallway — She said worriedly.— You realize, that's why I'm telling you that nothing good is happening — I replied nervously.— Stay here, for God's sake, don't move, I'll go look for him, I'll be back quickly — She warned as she closed the door without waiting for me to affirm that I would stay waiting, but I did, partly conscious of the danger, and because I was physically exhausted too.Twenty-six minutes after Clara Lucía left, I felt like a caged bird until I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, I ran to the door and opened it, it was them, with wide-eyed faces, Clara Lucía was crying and Diego looked tired, completely overwhelmed.They entered the room in silence, only Clara Lucía's sobbing was the only noise, I looked at them dumbfounded, with a blank mind, waiting to be told the bad news.— What's happening? — I asked.— Answer me, tell me what happened with Thiago — I pleaded nervously.— Thiago might lose the agency, Esmeralda has
Finally, we arrived at the airport, completed all the necessary travel requirements, although it was quite complicated for me due to my pregnancy, as I was asked many questions before being allowed to board the plane. Around seven in the evening, our plane took off for Mexico, and in three and a half hours, we were in my country. I finally felt at ease, although I was extremely exhausted. Other of Thiago's bodyguards were waiting for us there, and they took us to a house near the agency. We spent the remainder of the night there, I had many things to think about, and I even felt overwhelmed because Thiago hadn't shown up, but I was so tired that I ended up falling asleep almost immediately.The next morning, I woke up early, showered, and got ready, waiting for Thiago's instructions. Lisa and Diego slept in late; they were two sex-loving guys, so I assumed they were recovering from their party from the night before.— Thiago, please, if you can, communicate with me — I wrote in a text
Upon my question, Thiago continued driving in silence, not responding at all, not even daring to look me in the face. His attitude seemed very strange and worrisome to me.— Thiago, I'm talking to you, I just asked you something, please answer me — I insisted, touching his shoulder.— What can I tell you, Lisa, maybe I had many things going on at that time, besides, if we had done something back then, we wouldn't be together now. After all, it was your unexpected pregnancy that brought us together — he assured while running his hand through his hair nervously.— I told you several times that I wanted to sue them, so why didn't you help me? I don't understand — I insisted because I couldn't shake off the confusion or anger I felt about realizing just now that he had a connection with that clinic.— I already answered you, Lisa, I don't understand why you want so many explanations. Or are you regretting your decision? — he asked ironically, and I had to stay silent at that. Thiago's att