There was an older woman, wearing a fur coat and a leather bag, which was what very rich people wore in those days, standing there. She looked down at Allister on the bed as if she were someone far superior to him.
Anna wanted to see All, but not with that woman inside. She was sure she was his wife. She left without them noticing, and went back to her room. But joy accompanied her. Now, it would only be a matter of days before All was well and they were back home and back to their routine. She would research healthier foods and prepare his meals herself.
While she was thinking these things, the door opened and Sarah appeared.
“Anna... The boss wants to see you.”
“What does he want now?” Anna asked with no intention of confronting the monster. That's what she'd call All's son.
“He said he misses you.”
Anna rejoiced. It wasn't the 'monster. Only t
Anna entered the room and locked the door. She started pacing back and forth. It couldn't be happening, but it was. She had to be realistic. She couldn't live without the man she loved. He wasn't just the man she loved. He was her only friend. She had no one else. Without him, she had no will to go on living. She looked at the window. She was so distressed, and her thoughts were screaming so loudly in her mind, that she didn't hear the people calling her name, desperate outside the door. She went to the window and tried to pull it up, but it was jammed. She pushed for a while, but the handle wouldn't budge. Anna discovered at that moment that she hated that kind of window. Who had been the asshole who had closed it? She remembered that it had been raining, and the window had probably been closed so that it wouldn't get wet inside. That didn't matter now. She went to the bedside table and picked up the lamp. She began to break the glass of the window and then the sharp shards, a
The two left the house, and Anna realized that it was small, despite having large rooms, it only had two bedrooms, a bathroom and a kitchen. From the outside, Anna realized that it was also isolated. The house had a kind of synthetic grass on its walls, very green, covering the whole house. There was a large wall surrounding the house and an electric fence on top. It was a well-guarded place. She passed several men and women in black suits until she reached the gate, along with the woman who let her out, and when she opened the gate, there were more men watching outside. They got into a green car, a jeep, and while the woman was driving, she explained. “There's not usually this much movement around this house, not even when it's occupied...” Anna realized that there was something bad in that story, and that the woman was hesitant to tell her, but she didn't ask. She wasn't interested. She leaned back in the armchair, feeling pain. She kept her eyes closed for just a few second
Anna took All's hand and felt his grip. She began to talk about everything she felt at the news of his illness. She talked about what his son and his foreman had done to her, and then she talked about the house. Anna talked about the mansion so excitedly and with such wonder that she didn't notice Allister's gaze become dark and thoughtful, nor the angry line that formed on his lips. She only noticed his silence. “Something wrong, All?” He forced a smile. “No. I need a lawyer. I've called a reliable lawyer and she should be here any minute... Call my son.” “No. He doesn't like me, and that feeling is mutual. What do you want with a lawyer?” “I need to resolve some issues. It's business I want to get settled. You don't have to think about this bureaucracy.” “I don't know anything about business, but if it's something for me... Just release my father. There's nothing more I want.” Allister seemed to reflect on her words. “I want to ask you for something.” “You
Anna was happy again. This surprised her, as she had thought it impossible. Allister was now sitting down and spending even more time with her. He talked to her about things she didn't understand, but liked to hear anyway, and didn't ask her to leave when she had problems to solve, as he did when she was healthy. His son appeared three times. The look in his eyes was still cold, but there was no longer as much anger in them. His wife also came to visit him. More often than his son. “You need to renew your closet, Anna. I've already decorated all your clothes.” All's wife said one afternoon, after sitting down with a magazine in her hands, as she always did, and reading as if she wasn't in the room. She ignored Anna's presence so naturally that Anna came to believe that she herself was some invisible friend of All's, so surprised was she by his wife's words that it took her a while to realize that it was her she was talking to. “Excuse me?” That was all she could think to
Anna jumped on the bed, hugged All and hid her face in his arms. “You don't have the right to stop me from doing whatever I want!” It was Suzy's voice. “I didn't stop you!” Adam's cold voice sounded like thunder. “The man who works here said that you don't allow Anna to leave!” “Yes. She can't! You can leave whenever you want!” “You want to have power over everyone around you, and that can't be! Your father is still alive!” “Not for long!” Anna heard the slap and felt All shudder. She couldn't believe that it was Adam who had slapped his mother and Suzy could have been in danger if she had dared. Her doubts were soon answered by Adam's cold, cutting voice. “Don't you ever do that again, woman!” “Are you threatening me?” “That would be very peculiar, wouldn't it? I cause pain before I threaten!” “You can't order me around!” “Yes, I can!” “Do you think you're better than anyone else here? I'm going to invite your brother here! He's older than you! The inheri
“Can you get the nurse?” All asked Anna. She left without saying anything, but took with her the feeling that something very important had been revealed in that room. When they were alone again, Suzy turned to Allister. “You should have spoken to that girl about her fate.” “Adam's hatred won't survive around her.” “We're both the same age and have the same information about Alphas. Are you so naive to believe that Adam will grow old? That he won't die before he's forty?” Allister frowned. “That's not what I said. I don't want Adam to die.” “Even if you did... Would it be possible? Because he won't live long after your death, All, if it's possible to kill him.” “What makes you think that?” “Do you want to know the truth?” “I thought that was the basis of all our conversations...” “I've already planned several ways to kill Adam, and I'm his mother! Can you imagine what the people who work for him must be planning? At the first show of weakness, Adam will die.”
Anna met Suzy at the end of the corridor, and the two went off chatting excitedly about some dresses they had seen in magazines. Anna took her time choosing. She bought dresses, jeans, shoes and pyjamas. In fact, she let Suzy choose for her. She hadn't been able to think about anything since she bought the black dress to wear to All's wake. It was as if she had made that situation concrete inside her, and she ended up prostrating herself. When she came back from shopping, Sarah, who had stayed by All's side in the bedroom while she painted her nails, got up and left them alone. Anna approached and, seeing Allister asleep, realized how dead he was. She ran her hand lovingly through his black and slightly gray hair and took a deep breath. “You're having dinner with me tonight.” Anna dropped the shopping bag in her hand, startled by the steel-cut voice that sounded like merciless thunder in the silent room, and turned to him with her hand on his chest. “Dinner?” He glanc
The woman was wearing a green dress, so clinging to her skin that Anna compared her to a snake. It was as if the clothes were a kind of second skin. The woman approached her, and Anna realized that they were not the same height. The woman was taller than her. The woman began to walk around Anna, as if Anna were in a circle, as if assessing her, and then sipped her drink, without taking her eyes off Anna's body, which highlighted her red-painted nails, and turned to the two men. “I think Adam made a good choice. She's pretty. What do you think, Ryan?” Ryan also approached, but remained with his glass in one hand and the other in his trouser pocket. “It wasn't my choice. It was Allister.” Adam said indignantly. “I don't see anything special about her. Not enough to justify marriage.” Ryan said. “Don't be mean, Ryan!” The woman said laughing. “Adam is only 22 and has never spent much time with the other...” “He's spent his entire sex life with the other one, Genevieve!” Ry