Crystal picked up her things without waiting for her husband. If only she had looked at him, she would have realized that the only intention he had was to tell her that they made a good team, that there was nothing they couldn't do, but unfortunately he realized that Crystal was prouder than he imagined she could be. "Hey, Brandon, can we talk for a minute?" Enrique asked."Yes, is something wrong?”"It's urgent." The man communicated walking forward, making Brandon follow him.With a thousand ideas in his mind, wanting to know what he had done wrong in Enrique's eyes, he followed him. He didn't want any more problems, the ones he had were enough.Enrique then arrived at Brandon's office, passing him first as if he were the owner. "Now, what did I do wrong?" Brandon asked, taking his place."Is it true that you worked with Crystal on the project?”"Yes, why?" Brandon answered without worrying much about what his friend was going to say."And you just say it like that?”Brandon sighe
The memory was slightly erased from her mind."Miss, you can come in, Mr. Lambert is already waiting for you." The secretary said, making her come out of her world of memories. "Thank you very much," Tábata said, taking her bag and her black folder and then continuing on the way to Brandon's office.It was enough for her to open the door to meet that being who was always going to be for her world to destabilize. Her heart began to beat harder, a cold sweat ran through her body knowing that those feelings couldn't be real, not when Brandon didn't love her.He was just always going to steal her breath. Simply him and his divine perfection as a man.“Tábata,” Brandon said as he got up from his place to go to her.She smiled. "We haven't seen each other in a while. I thought you had forgotten about me.”"Don't say that, Tábata.”"Why not? I've been trying to call you many times but I see you've had a lot of work.”"Tábata.”"Anyway, I don't think it's less important than what I'm about t
Pacing back and forth, knowing that if he kept trying to work, his thoughts would be blocked by the image of Crystal as had been happening since the last time they were alone working on something that Crystal clearly could have done while he let her suffer. Wanting to disconnect from all that, Brandon left his office with the idea of going for a coffee by himself while the images of Crystal faded from his head.Walking towards that place where he could have coffee and a few cookies, he met Crystal's secretary.Without a doubt he would always find something of her wherever he went."Mr. Lambert, good afternoon.”"Good afternoon, Eliot." He said, wanting to resist the urge to ask about his wife. "Excuse me," she said with a smile on her face, ready to leave."And what about Miss Bennett? Haven't you asked for the reports that I have?" Brandon asked knowing that clearly wasn't going to happen."No, yesterday I told you that Miss Crystal didn't need them for this week.”"Oh, you can
When they finally arrived at the house that Crystal and Brandon had been sharing for so long, he opened the door for her so she could come down more quickly. Now that he noticed it a little more, now that he thought about what their trip had been, a trip in silence, without much to say, without words from one to the other, Crystal letting him see how tired she was at the same time that she closed her eyes slightly and got lost in her thoughts or perhaps, in nothingness, Brandon realized how true was that she didn't look good at all.If it had been up to him, he would have gone to the nearest hospital but the truth is that neither of them owed anything to the other for them to show each other all kindness when before they had only shown each other the desire they had to end each other. "Come on, Crystal, we're here," Brandon spoke kindly.Crystal got out of the car carefully.Brandon was dying with the need to be the one to help her out of the car, holding her hand until he could take
In front of the desk, sitting in front of the chair that Brandon occupied and the one he was not occupying at the moment, Tábata smiled, she would carry out her plan calmly, she would make no one suspect, she would be genuine as she always was with the difference that now it was a lie, she was not willing to put up with Brandon's mistreatment anymore, she had given him everything but had never gotten anything back. She had given him the opportunity to love her slowly, slowly, almost without him noticing it himself, but he was simply blinded by the world around him and then, by a woman who arrived suddenly, of whom no one knew of her existence, to pass to be Mrs. Lambert. Brandon must be arriving and she was willing to wait a little longer for him. The conversation she had had with Brandon's mother came to mind. It had to work, it had to work whether she wanted it or not because if she was discovered, the whole world would fall apart. Resting their cups on the table of that cafete
Thousands of memories in her mind, none of them good, she didn't even remember a single moment of complete happiness with Brandon. She had been with him only once, he had been the first man in her life but in the end, for what? None of that meant anything when he was in love with another woman?Lying on the bed, having her cell phone next to her, thinking that at any moment Brandon would call her to see how she was doing, her cell phone rang.She carefully took it. No, it wasn't Brandon, how long was she going to understand that she didn't care?It was Wyatt's call."This is Crystal, do you need anything?" She asked confidently."Crystal, it's me, Wyatt.”"Yes, do you need something?”"Wooo! A little aggressive, isn't it?”Crystal closed her eyes. Wyatt wasn't to blame for everything that was happening to Crystal with Brandon."I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wyatt, no, I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm sorry. Do you need something?”"You owe me dinner for a long time, don't you remember?
And just after Crystal told Wyatt what she wanted to eat and handed him the ingredients, Wyatt asked her to simply sit in the small dining room that was in the large kitchen of that house.Crystal didn't look good at all, nor did she look exactly bad enough to take her to a hospital. Crystal just seemed like she was tired, with no one close to her to help her, to listen to her, to offer her a shoulder if she wanted to cry or even to share all those jokes that she wanted to laugh at. There was Wyatt, at her side, wanting her to see him as the person she could trust, the person who could tell her anything she wanted."I will be the best chef in the world!" Wyatt said, putting on his apron to start cooking.Crystal, sitting almost in front of him, couldn't help but smile at Wyatt's words and attitude. Never before would I have imagined that this way they would end up sharing a good moment just when I needed it most."Faker!" Crystal said smiling."Why do you think I'm a fake? You don't
Being careful but at the same time, taking a lot of work, Brandon entered the hotel room he had reserved for the night. As soon as he made sure that Tábata was okay, as soon as he put her in bed and covered her with the white sheets, he would leave for Crystal. He hadn't even had the time to talk to her to find out how she was doing.He had been so busy with Tábata's conversation, with all that she was telling him regarding her feelings for him that he had not even thought about Crystal and not because he had forgotten about her but because he did not want to stain the love he felt for her with Tábata's feelings. He no longer felt anything for Tábata, he never did. It didn't surprise him that she felt all that for him, it surprised him that he didn't even have the strength to face those words from the woman who had been his friend for so long. "Come on, Tábata, come on, be careful," Brandon said as he put Tábata's body on the bed.She smiled suddenly. Even in the midst of alcohol
TWO DAYS LATER"So this is the end?" Brandon asked as he stopped with Tábata's suitcases.Tabata smiled immediately. "It's not the end, I already told you, I've told you thousands of times," she said, wanting and hoping that Brandon was okay.She knew better than anyone how much it had cost him to get to that point where Brandon could now dress as a confident man, a man who went against everything and everyone no matter what. For him life had not been simple at all, for him life had always been that way, stumble after stumble with the difference that now he knew how to go against that.The last thing Tábata wanted was for her best friend and almost soul brother to relapse once again. He just didn't deserve it, he just didn't, of all people he didn't. He had already fought enough for things to be different. He had fought enough, Brandon couldn't just fall into the flames of his grandfather's hell once again. "You're going to be okay, Brandon, you're going to be okay," she said, cares
What had become of the people who were involved in that story that seemed to never end? A story without end, that was it, a story that was never going to be made head or tail of because this was not the sweet love story between a sad CEO and a needy secretary like the majority found outside, this was the story of someone who suffers, of someone who goes out of their way for the time that passes and the time that stops being for every time he thought of her the way he still did after five years.Five years had passed for everyone, for some it was a time that passed slowly while for others they could describe those five years as the time that passes and is the same that is not felt.Crystal's cousin, Sebastian, had found happiness in the hands and eyes of another person. The same one that came as a light on his path after so much that had happened, Crystal and Brandon weren't the only ones who had problems in the world, Sebastian also had problems with himself, with the world around him
FIVE YEARS LATERLike time that passes slowly, like time that goes away and never comes back, how we end up paying for our mistakes, in the way we behave, in the way we act, always being the one that directed us to the destination that is before us. prepared not because it has been written that way but because simply, we choose it, we are the owners of our lives, we are the ones who decide to live life as we see fit. Unfortunately, there are mistakes that stay forever, there are mistakes that in life can never be repaired, such as Brandon's mistake with Crystal.This was not the typical love story where she could forgive him everything just because while they stayed together living happily ever after when the reality is that she would continue to be the one to deal with the insecurity problems that her husband had.Neither Brandon sought to make her more miserable nor did she herself seek to stay where she knew the destiny that could always be waiting for her.Five years had passed an
ONE MONTH LATERExactly one month had passed since the last time Brandon Lambert had heard from the woman he loved most in his life. A month had passed since that moment of pain where he stayed on his knees in that airport in France wanting to think that at any moment Crystal was going to appear to illuminate his life, to make him strong when he was losing all his energy, a month had passed and the truth was that nothing he had done seemed to serve any purpose. Crystal simply seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.No one knew anything about Wyatt in the same way. Even Brandon had reached the end of his desperation that he had gone to his cousin, just to ask if she could know anything about Wyatt. She clearly told him that she had no contact with him since the moment he broke off their engagement.As Brandon investigated further, he began to think that Crystal was always a fake, she just wanted to have the power to leave with the person she really wanted, Tábata had bee
Without caring about anything, leaving the doors of the car that Brandon was getting out of, he arrived at the airport as he himself had proposed, he didn't know much about where she was going, he only had in mind the flight schedule, everything that he could do was run, run and run and believe that at any moment his eyes would be able to see the same beautiful woman with whom he had shared the previous night.People only saw him running like a crazy man, the women thinking that it was a romantic story in which he had done so much damage to the woman he loved the most, the woman he loved most in life, but in the end he realized his mistakes and now he went after her in the hope of finding her there. While men thought and saw him as a crazy man whose life was passing away, of course those who thought that were the same ones who had never felt love firsthand."Crystal, Crystal!" Brandon started shouting throughout the airport. He no longer cared who people saw him or how they were seein
To say that hatred grew in Brandon's heart was an understatement. He felt something beyond hatred. His best friend, the person who said he loved him the most, was the same person who had separated him from his great childhood love. "How could you, Tabata?”"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Brandon." She looked down."It's because of you that I couldn't go behind her!”"Now I'm telling you, go after her, go and tell her how much you love her, don't let her go because she's about to board with Wyatt for France.”“What?!”"I'm sorry, Brandon, I'm so sorry with all my heart.”"That's not enough, Tábata, you are going to pay for this!” He said the moment he was about to leave.Laughter filled the office. "It's a shame that it's a child who is playing at love. Now I understand Wyatt's words, Crystal doesn't deserve a man like you. If you want to go after her, heal yourself and accept that you humiliated her and were the first to extinguish the flame of her love.” Passing close to him, Tábata left
Without stopping thinking over and over again about the words that Tábata had said to him the previous night, thinking that she could be right, he had to let Crystal be happy with Brandon. He couldn't help but continue thinking about the truth that she had given him. Tábata was not pregnant but Crystal was, on top of that they loved each other but the truth was that he couldn't allow Crystal, a woman who was so valuable, to stay with a jerk like Brandon. An immature man who had done so much to her. He deserved nothing in life but death itself.A little out of alignment, Wyatt arrived at his office and as he sat down, on the desk he saw a white envelope and with fine ink it had Wyatt's name written on it. That letter seemed to be for him.With great curiosity he began to unfold the letter. Who could have given him something like that?Then he started reading…Dear Wyatt….I hope you haven't forgotten my words in that cafeteria when I told you that I would think about your proposal, I t
Brandon and Crystal, those names sounded excellent together, it was a shame they had never been seen that way, it was a shame it was Crystal's eyes that filled with tears every time Brandon was near her, it was as if his presence would hurt in the same way it healed. By that moment, Crystal could already realize that she was facing a human being, a person who had just shown himself transparent to her, from whom the thousand chains that imprisoned him had fallen, from whom the white veils had been revealed in his against and had fallen to show Crystal who he truly was.Crystal and Brandon, two people who had dreams alike, people whose lives had been destroyed by other people.And while Brandon talked about that past that hurt so much in his soul, and while Crystal thought about his words, she realized that all she wanted to do was leave clean and that way she could start over in life with that little one who God had power in her womb. It was time to tell him that she was the girl who
In the same night in which some shared a single heart, in the same night in which the looks of those said more than words could say, there were also, under the same sky, those who went out of their way to find an answer to the love that they were feeling in their soul.Under the same sky there were also those who could not have an answer to their feelings."Why did you send for me, Tábata?" Wyatt asked, not knowing why she had called him in the middle of the night.It's been a long time since they saw each other, it's been a long time since they even met up to talk about the past, or about the good times that the three of them had and that made them not want to part with each other as well as the other.The moments together, the moments when Tábata couldn't leave Brandon's side for fear that he was going to miss his true mission, those days when she thought it was just her in his life were already behind him and there was nothing to do, now another person occupied the place that she a