Tears of helplessness sprang to Cristal's eyes. He had to be a goddamn unscrupulous being, a goddamn man who didn't care how much she might be suffering at that moment.
"You, go to hell!!" Crystal shouted at the top of her lungs.
Smiling, as if that was all he knew how to do, Brandon turned around only to grab that white rose in the vase on a table to the left.
Walking towards the rose, thinking that the least he could give her at that moment was that to celebrate her womanhood by giving her a child, a child that would be the blessing of all those belonging to that family, he took it from the vase with the intention of giving it to her.
The doctor and the nurse were making a superhuman effort to keep her still. Reinforcements were on their way.
Kissing that rose with such delicacy, Brandon placed it on Crystal's hands, the same one that was moving from one side to the other wanting to get rid of those women.
"I don't know if you've been given roses before, but what better time to give you a rose than now?" Brandon asked, placing it in her hands.
" I wish you would die, I wish you would die now!" shouted Crystal.
A doctor made his appearance. There was no way out for her now when the truth was that she never had a way out, she never had a choice, only a dark path ahead.
"Good luck, dear wife!" said Brandon just before he turned around and left through the same door he had left before.
And fighting to the end, Crystal struggled to be let go of her only destiny. In one of those many movements, even wanting to remove the rose that Brandon had left on her, feeling that it burned her, that it was like a poison that spread throughout her being, Crystal did everything she could to free herself from the grip of one of the nurses who, for some strange reason, had a scalpel in her hand, only to end up hurting herself the moment it cut off part of her arm.
Tears of terror, pain, sadness and humiliation came out of her eyes as she felt she could not take it anymore as the doctor had grabbed her so hard as to let her know it was useless to fight. All she could feel were the ribbons tangled around her wrists, her abdomen and upper arms.
How much more was she going to resist? How much more did she have to give before she realized that Brandon would forever be the one to blame for whatever was going to happen to him? How many more signs did she have to receive before she stopped having faith in a person who was the one who was hurting her the most by treating her like an animal, worse than an animal?
The blood coming out of her arm managed to stain the petals of that beautiful rose that had been placed on her, showing how delicate she was but at the same time, how humiliated she was being.
In her arm the substance that would make her calm down was injected to then travel through her veins until she felt more clumsy than she already felt herself to be.
With nothing to do but being aware of everything the doctor was doing, tears fell from her eyes as she felt the instrument used by the doctor being the humiliation that no one would ever be.
That fairy tale she had dreamed of was just trash, that prince charming she dreamed of to love had been nothing more than a figment of her imagination, that love she dreamed of giving to someone else was nothing more than trash now that simple instruments had the ability to humiliate her like no one else had ever done.
Brandon, Brandon Lambert was to blame for everything. She would never forget that humiliation, those words, nothing would ever make her forget that he was her true enemy. He would pay for it, sooner or later he was going to pay for the biggest mistake he had made with her, she swore she was going to regret it because from that moment on she had no more feelings for him, no more hope that someday he would show himself as that naïve child she had once comforted, the same one she had given a baseball to. That person was dead. The one who lived in him was his only true enemy.
He was going to pay dearly for the consequences. That was only the beginning, he accepted his defeat, now he only hoped that when the time came, Brandon would accept his, because from that moment on, he would no longer see in her the submissive woman, the same one who was willing to obey him in everything. She would be reborn, she would be reborn and she would be someone else. He swore it.
Finally the coldness of the instruments used by the doctor touched her skin, at that moment Crystal knew that there was nothing and no one who could get her out of there.
The white rose stained with blood, the rose that signified her innocence, the rose that signified how pure she could remain, fell from her hands until it finally touched the ground and was treated as just another object.
Brandon had not failed to give her that rose, the blood had not failed to fall on its petals, that rose had no other meaning but that of her innocence, the innocence that the doctor's instruments had taken away from her to the point of making her feel humiliated.
The medicine was beginning to take effect. The memories were fading from her gaze, and yet, among all those that hurt the most, she still managed to see light on her next plans. She was going to get revenge. No one else was ever going to humiliate her like Brandon had managed to do not once, not twice, not three, countless times.
"So many things can happen in two months," said Crystal, being heard by Sebastian.
"You have to act carefully. You have to see the only reality that is what Brandon puts in front of you day by day.”
"Just two months and this will be over.”
"It's time to let him see who you really are, Crystal. You don't have to put up with any more. Brandon may not be as powerful as he thinks he is.”
Crystal looked at Sebastian, what he was saying at that moment was important.
"What are you talking about?”
"When I say that Brandon cannot be the person he thinks he is, it is because I say that you can be more than him if you treat him as one more card in this game he started. It's time to forget about that past love, that love no longer exists, that person no longer exists. Forget about him as he has forgotten you.”
And with those last words in her mind, remembering again and again, proving him right once more, Crystal closed her eyes. The medicine had taken effect in her.
One last tear escaped her eyes, the rose on the floor was finally stepped on by the nurse at her side as she bandaged her arm to prevent more blood from leaking out.
It was all over. Everything had ended only to begin again, it was time to switch roles, Brandon had already had so much fun and now, it was her turn to treat him as just another card in the game, Brandon would be nothing more than an instrument for the moment when Crystal would claim her life back from her grandfather when the time came.
Pain is paid with pain.
A signature that had changed everything, a petition that had changed the course of two lives, they were but puppets of the same life, the same destiny that only seemed to be written by those who had brought them to life. Life was never given as a gift, as a right, at least not in their world, in the world of people who liberated a lower world. To give life was to give the opportunity to continue to be the one who sat on the throne from where they could see everything, decide for everything and make as many changes as they wished.With his thoughts entirely on the woman he had left behind without looking, without wondering for a moment how much she might be needing him, Brandon continued on his way to the hospital exit and then to his car.And in the total loneliness in which a soul can find itself, Brandon continued on his way. He could not get out of his mind the images of that woman who, with tears of terror or hate, was able to become strong in front of him.That was the destiny o
MONTHS EARLIER Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at nothingness and at the same time, seeing everything at that point where her destiny was, a couple of tears fell. As pure as the silence, that silence that she lived and in which she seemed to live forever because after that, there was nothing.It was done, that which she had come to fear so much, that which she had refused so much was done because more than being for her welfare, it had been for the welfare of her grandfather and all his possessions.The white veil falling to the sides while her black hair was kept perfectly combed as well as her makeup, perfectly adhered to the softness of her young skin. Her small hands still held the bouquet of flowers with which she had to look better with her bride dress.In her eyes, the sea of emotions that was pounding inside her heart was reflected. She had taken the biggest step and although many people say that the first step is the most difficult, now she realized that it was not s
That wedding was not the typical wedding where the protagonists danced their hearts out. That wedding was not the typical wedding where the guests could smell the love of the newlyweds a mile away because the truth was that it had not been a typical wedding and much less would it be a typical marriage full of love.As soon as Crystal was taken out of the wedding by her grandfather's men after she found out what had happened, Crystal arrived at the hotel where they were supposed to make people believe they would spend their first wedding night.The road had only served to fill her with courage against what was in front of her. Maybe her life wasn't going to be the same anymore, but she wasn't about to make it any more miserable than it already was.In the room, there was no sign of her husband. The luxuries of that simple room made her think she was already at home living with him.For that night, only one bed.Slowly, Crystal took off her dress and everything that had been worth a fo
Somewhere, surely, the Brandon she remembered from her childhood and part of her adolescence had been lost. Somewhere she had to leave those memories she had of him, somewhere she had lost her happiness and all that she had dreamed of. And being that way, wanting to forget everything, Crystal changed for the dress that remained on the bed. She couldn't deny it, the man still had good taste.Nine thirty in the evening. She didn't show up. He was losing assurance that she would be able to attend this grand celebration. After all, they were husband and wife and as such, they had to behave in front of the world that already saw them and knew they had been married for days although the truth was that they had been married for a few hours.In his mind the last conversation he had had with her and the way he had told her that she should not believe the role of wife even though they were going to live under the same roof. How to do it? He didn't even know how to be a good husband if at the fi
In Wyatt's mind there could be nothing else but that idea involving the woman he danced with in the most relaxed way ever known. Those waves, those vibrations, those emotions he felt Crystal emanate as they danced were difficult to put into words.In Wyatt's mind, how could Brandon have married her? Not exactly talking about her beauty, but what she was by nature. How much longer until the thought entered his mind that she was Brandon Lambert's wife?“Do you enjoy it?” Wyatt asked as he saw her smile.The smile promptly disappeared from her face. If he had noticed that, surely the people around him had too, what were they going to say about seeing a married woman enjoying herself with someone else?“I keep thinking about it, I didn't think Brandon would marry a woman like you.”“What are you talking about?”“Did you see that picture in your room?”Crystal's heart stopped as her steps became clumsy. That man knew more than she thought he would.“What's wrong with that picture?” Crystal
And suddenly, her delicate body jumped as if it were an involuntary movement. Little by little, second by second, feeling herself waking up in the new day, feeling that this was not her place although yes, her little big eyes were opening little by little.Moments from the night before began to come to her mind. Even she could not recognize the place at a glance because that ceiling, those decorations on the walls, those paintings and everything that made that room to be, had no room in her mind to be compared. The truth is that she felt like a guest, a woman who had slept in someone else's house just for one night.Without feeling the time pass, after rubbing her eyes for a brief moment, Crystal sat up in bed as she leaned back against the headboard. It was then that she realized that her dress, the same one she had worn the night before, was on the floor. That way, she finally managed to remember everything from that night. She had slept so soundly that she couldn't even remember wh
Those dreams, those illusions that she once had, those dreams with which she went to bed every night for every time she felt she was getting closer to her goal, today were nothing more than pieces of a life that never saw the light, that simply remained wanting to be just that, a life. The life that was no longer hers because it now belonged to the people who had married her to the person she fell in love with when she was just a child. There was nothing left, nothing left of that life that she had begun to build and that only remained in plans.From her beautiful eyes, tears came out the moment she understood who she was. The pain in the sole of her foot and a little higher up, made her stop almost as soon as she wanted to get up from the floor.She didn't know what hurt more, whether the cuts on her feet or the way that child who was no longer a child had treated her. Like another object, like that glass box, like the broken glass that flooded the floor, she was her. No more than a
“Ready, Crystal, with this I put on your foot everything will be fine. You just have to be very careful when walking," said Sebastian, giving a smile to his friend. She really didn't look the same.“Thank you very much, Sebastian," said Crystal looking at her freshly bandaged foot.“Crystal?” Sebastian called her attention. The moment to ask what she had always wanted had arrived.“Yes?”“Who did this to you?”Crystal smiled, wanting to hide everything. “Me, I… I was cleaning and I dropped that ornament," she pointed to the floor.The truth was that in Sebastian's mind was the idea that she had suffered domestic violence by the person who claimed to be her husband.“Are you sure about that?” Sebastian asked, not very convinced by the words of his friend and patient. He knew how hard she had fought to get to that point and now he was not going to allow a man to come along and make her life impossible. “Crystal, you just got married and even if you didn't, no one has the right to hurt y
There was only one way for them to come up with a plan. He had to talk to Crystal and tell her that even if that wasn't right, they had to take advantage of the situation and adopt a baby, a helpless son. But they had to talk about that.With Brandon's secretary at his side, she called him."Yes, sir, how can I help you?”"I want you to prepare everything for a romantic dinner today, in the house, I want you to fill everything with flowers, I want you to hire the best chef, I want you to take care of even the smallest detail, today I will have a special dinner with my wife.”“Yes sir.”And without further ado, Brandon left his office. He had so much to fix that night and he had to start by checking the places where they could adopt a child. After all, he was going to be a father sooner than he expected and it wasn't that it bothered him, on the contrary, it was an idea that made him happy. He and Crystal were finally going to be parents because no matter how it turned out, they would r
Among all the things she had thought, all the work that creating that project had cost her, there was only one thing that wasn't a total lie. Crystal wasn't having an easy time. The road was always getting a little more complicated for her and when she felt that she was about to achieve her goals she realized that something had to appear and it was always her husband, the person who had come into her life just to make her happy squares. She was going to come out of all that damage unscathed. She was going to get her life back.After learning from a person she trusted that the professor and the same person who had been in the meetings was looking for her simply to tell her the same thing that Mr. Brown had already told her in the office, she preferred to ignore the people who were looking for her.She would find a way to get Brandon to sign the documents without having to get involved further in a one-time issue.Just as she was leaving Mr. Brown's office, Crystal's cell phone rang ins
In that way the folder was placed in front of Miss Violet, the same one who had not given her name and who was only taking the place of another person. Carefully, Violet took the pen in her hands to put her signature on the documents.“One moment!” Brandon raised his voice.Everything stopped from one second to the next. Silence fell in that meeting room and now the men's gazes were on Brandon, the same one who had stopped the signing on those documents."What's wrong, Brandon?” Mr. Brown asked."At that moment I demand the truth, I demand the presence of the true genius of this project.”Mr. Brown closed his eyes, leaning against the conference table. That was the end, he had done everything he could to help Crystal, but sooner rather than later he realized that no one made Brandon Lambert believe lies."Just as you hear it, you wanted to play with me for a moment, because you already saw that the plan did not work and will not work for them, at this moment I want the real person who
A room full of investors, a room where everyone's words were not clear, there were just a few minutes left before the words would have a special meaning.It was the most important investors that were missing there. Among them Mr. Brown, Mr. Brandon Lambert and Mr. Aguilera.And while Brandon walked through the company's hallways, wearing a gray suit, he spoke with Enrique, the same one who couldn't be on the board."You already know, Brandon, she is a very special woman, don't get yourself killed when there is no need.”Brandon smiled at his friend's words. He seemed to be the most interested in getting that contract and alliance signed. "Please, Enrique, I don't know how many times you've told me this already, I already know what I have to do and what I shouldn't. Don't worry, that contract is signed today.”"Brandon?" Enrique called.“Yeah?”"She is not a very easy woman, you never know what she is going to get, she always has something up but above all, she always knows what to ans
There had been only preparations since the moment she had spoken with Mr. Brown while at the Lambert company the first celebration was about to take place. It was true that Enrique had not been able to say everything that had happened in that meeting, just like Wyatt, from one moment to the next, Wyatt seemed to want to be the one to keep Crystal's most intimate secrets, from one moment to the next he had changed the way he saw Crystal. She was no longer just a pretty girl to him, she was no longer an elegant woman with whom it would be nice to go to prestigious parties, now she was more than that, and everything had changed from the moment Wyatt saw a woman capable of everything to achieve her dreams. Precisely what a man should fall in love with, the intelligence, the personality, the feelings of a woman. Wyatt should stop looking at her if he didn't want to end badly."News about your genius, your star student?" Brandon asked, laughing since it had been a month and a half saying th
With a smile on her face, Crystal took her bag and was accompanied by Mr. Brown went to the exit while they talked about the new plans that were going to be presented at the company and with Crystal's help, everything would be easier.Finally, Mr. Brown opened the door to his office, letting Crystal out with a smile.She had done it, she had finally given her best and now, she was able to see results."Take care, Crystal," Mr. Brown said goodbye."Thank you, Mr. Brown.”If Crystal only knew that not everything that shone in her world could be gold, if she only knew that there was always someone there willing to harm, willing to sneak into her life, if only she understood that in life not everything could be perfect and that the person who had confused her the most was the same one who would make her path the most difficult.There, right in the place where Crystal had arrived at the least requested moment, was where two destinies became one.Brandon, at what point was fate so cruel as t
Mr. Aguilera seemed to search through his thoughts to see if what he was about to do was correct, but that would be the answer to everything Crystal Bennett was asking for. "Bring Mr. Brown," Mr. Aguilera said simply.Crystal smiled, the opportunity she wanted was coming because she better than anyone knew why they called that man."Of course, Mr. Aguilera," said one of the secretaries present."Since you don't want to be the one who buys the key to success, at least I ask you to do something for me," Crystal began.Mr. Aguilera's attention was drawn. "What are you talking about, miss?”"I'm talking about filling Mr. Brown with sincerity about my project, telling him how good it is, how promising it looks in your eyes, telling him nothing but the truth, and making Mr. Brown make his own decision. If he says no to my project, well, I will know how to accept it, as a good loser that I know how to be too, I will know how to accept my defeat.”"And what is that for?”"I simply think that M
Cunning and resentment, what about those two words that come together in a moment of doing? What happens when these two come together? What happens when wind and water become a great team? What many fear is happening. Torment, torment is the name given to the team of two elements that alone have only the power to rule half of the throne in the world of desires while united they are capable of bringing an entire world to its knees, an equally unscrupulous world.Cunning and resentment was all she could be feeling at that moment because while her heart was breaking for that unborn child, much less never conceived.Cunning and resentment were everything in her when it came to recovering the life that was hers.While with tears in her eyes, remembering the humiliation that Brandon, her husband, had put her through a few hours ago, Crystal took the time she needed to begin that day full of opportunities that one day she promised herself.Life was so simultaneous. A world of opportunity on
A laugh grew on Brandon's face when he saw that girl in it. He had won one over Enrique, Brandon had found that girl already a woman.“Crystal,” Brandon smiled as he said her name.Those moments that had hurt the most came to Crystal's mind, Brandon's first glances at Tábata, the photo that he himself had placed in his room to let her know that Tábata was the woman of his dreams, the strength that he used to make the doctors do whatever they wanted with her, really, all of that still worked. Now that she thought about it a little more she realized that there could only be one reason why Brandon had taken advantage of the moment and gotten drunk the way he did. All of that was for Tábata and nothing more than for her. Brandon couldn't see Crystal any differently. Brandon was never going to do it, for him she was just a birthing machine, who was destined to give him a child, who was destined to remain silent and not say anything. Brandon didn't love her, he didn't know what had happened