In a private clinic, a beautiful woman sits in a chair facing the window, unable to believe she is there. An elderly couple enters the room, she turns and runs to meet them.
"Thank you, Mum, thank you, Dad. You finally found me.""My daughter!" The elderly couple embrace her, crying tears of joy, they check her over, kiss her, and caress her as if they need to make sure it's true that it's her."How are you feeling, daer?""Better, Mum, now that I see you both. I've been so scared thinking I was kidnapped again. How did you manage to find me?""It's a long story, let's go.""Go? Where to?""Where do you think? At our home, we always said you were living abroad. Why didn't you call us sooner, darling?""I was afraid, Dad.""That's in the past, you'll get better, you'll see. We'll take care of you a lot, my daughter. You have no idea how much we missed you.""I'd prefer no one knows I'm with you until I get better.""As"Well, it could be a hallucination. The truth is, whoever locked her up in that hospital did so with the help of some doctor. Because you don't keep a patient admitted and with no visitation rights for so long just for depression. Your daughter was locked up in that hospital with a court order, as if she were a danger to herself," the doctor explains."We know, I had to pay a lot of money to get the order to remove her from there, and even then, we were pursued," the father reveals."I suggest that for now, you don't tell anyone she's here, let's wait for her to recover," the doctor advises."Do you think she can do it?" the mother asks."I'm not sure, but I have the impression that everything she experiences is caused by the medications. I'll gradually stop them to see if my theory is correct. Then we'll know where we stand," the doctor explains."Do you not think she might actually be crazy?" the father inquires."No! Definitely not! If she does have
"I don't know if it's our Susi, but I'm going to find out, and if it's true that they have her locked up in a hospital in that country, we'll get her back. I promise you! I won't rest until I find our little one."From that day on, he hired detectives in America who didn't rest until they found her. But the situation was more complicated than they had thought. Powerful people were involved and the place was heavily guarded, almost like a prison. He paid countless times to see if he could get her out, but nothing worked.He went in person and couldn't do anything. So he decided to bribe a judge to get the order to let him see her for just two hours, the rest he would do by himself when they travelled to that place. He had invested a fortune in the preparations to recover his daughter, but he wouldn't rest until he achieved it.This is how they had managed to enter that sinister place, with the judge's order for a two-hour visit. Th
I go to Marta's room, who is clad in very tight black trousers that accentuate her beautiful body. Her hair is tousled and adorned with garments, reminding me of the wild girl I met in France."Marta! I almost didn't recognise you!" I exclaim, truly astonished to see her."Why haven't you dressed yet?" she asks, ignoring my exclamation as if it were nothing."I came to see what you were going to wear to match. I've never been to a nightclub, you know," I explain, unable to stop looking at her; she is truly beautiful. "Marta, you've really surprised me. You're very beautiful and you were hiding it.""Stop exaggerating, I just fixed up a bit. What do you mean you don't know what to wear? Bella, we bought you the clothes you should wear, put them on.""Don't you think it's too tight?""No!"At that moment, both she and Christie, who appears dressed almost the same as Marta but in gold trousers, say simultaneously. Mine are dark blu
I jump to my feet and we head to the dance floor. He wraps me in his arms and we dance non-stop for over an hour, laughing and completely happy with my husband, who also seems to be enjoying himself. We return to our table to rest for a bit. The girls are lost, but we're not worried, they're well taken care of. I see Christian furrow his brow and follow his gaze, and I can't believe it. Adele is a little further away, with a woman I can't quite identify, but she seems familiar!"Bella, by any chance are you wearing something my parents gave you?" Christian asks suspiciously as he inspects me."No, my love, why do you ask? You know I don't like jewellery, I only have these earrings that are gifts from my mum and the ring you gave me, nothing else.""I'm starting to suspect that one of us has a follower who tells them where we are," he says as he takes another sip of his drink, still looking towards where she is. "You're ruled out, I don't have anyth
I catch Christian's face and kiss him, making him forget about them. I keep doing it for the rest of the night, even when we get into the limousine, I don't let go of him. We are all a bit drunk. But Christian instructs the driver to stop."Christie, take this key and go with David and Marta to the hotel where my company's party will be held.""Why my brother?" she protests. "I'm very tired! Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow.""I want to check something. Please, Chris, do as I ask," he turns when he sees she is really drunk. "Take care of them, David. Let's go, Bella."We get out of the limousine, which drives away, leaving us in the complete darkness of the street. Another car approaches, and we get in; it's one of the security guards' cars."Where to, boss?" the driver asks. I am also a bit drunk, so I just follow my husband without knowing what he wants to do."Take us to the estate," he orders very seriously, and I still don't understand. "I di
Standing before my father, who observes me in silence, I patiently wait for him to speak. What does it mean that Christian is here in his house, and what did the doctor mean by that? He gestures for me to follow him into the study, and I do so quietly. He sits at his desk and switches on the computer."I want you to see this, Bella. Before I tell you anything, and for you to understand why your husband did what he did."I approach slowly, feeling like I'm about to witness something unpleasant, but I need to know. As I arrive, I see a video of a young man stumbling around a house, his gaze vacant as if he doesn't recognise anyone. I focus and realise it's not our house; it's another one. When the man turns, I see that it's my father when he was young. There's another person being taken away whom I can't recognise because their face is blurred."What does this mean, Dad?""That drug they gave your husband yesterday. That day, my girlfriend was supposed to meet me and disappeared; I neve
I don't know what to think or say right now. I told him so many things, shared my fears, talked about him, about Mum. Now I understand why my secret friend knew how I thought and understood perfectly without much explanation of what I told him, and gave me such good advice. I run towards him and hug him again, happy that he shows me in that way how much he loves me."Are you not upset?""No, I'm not.""Can I now be your best friend instead of your secret friend?""Yes, yes, Dad, I would really like that!" "Then answer me honestly all those questions I asked you." I pause, right now I want to tell him the whole truth, but I'm ashamed of what I did, going to the club, not knowing who the father of my children is, and above all, that Christian is not. I promised not to tell anyone, but Dad is no one; he's my dad! I slump into a chair not knowing what to do or say. It's not just my secret; I need to discuss it with Christian and even with Grandpa. For now, I'll tell him only what I can
"Dad, I have to tell you something now that you said that.""What thing?" he asks as we walk towards the room where Chris sleeps."Yesterday afternoon, when we went to the market to buy clothes to go to the club, we ran into his parents, and my father-in-law..., my father-in-law...""What about your father-in-law, Bella? What did that heartless man do to you?"Upon hearing him shout furiously and seeing the terrible expression of hatred on his face, I become frightened and no longer think it's a good idea to tell him. However, I've already started and can't stop now. I will continue to trust my father as I did my secret friend. I won't hide anything from him; he seems to know Mr. Thompson very well."He was looking at me in a strange way, I thought he was comparing me to Adele, but... but... you know I don't have much experience with men, dad. But I think he was looking at me as a woman; I even saw him licking his lips while looking at my breasts.""Heartless womaniser! He hasn't chan
"Dad, I have to tell you something now that you said that.""What thing?" he asks as we walk towards the room where Chris sleeps."Yesterday afternoon, when we went to the market to buy clothes to go to the club, we ran into his parents, and my father-in-law..., my father-in-law...""What about your father-in-law, Bella? What did that heartless man do to you?"Upon hearing him shout furiously and seeing the terrible expression of hatred on his face, I become frightened and no longer think it's a good idea to tell him. However, I've already started and can't stop now. I will continue to trust my father as I did my secret friend. I won't hide anything from him; he seems to know Mr. Thompson very well."He was looking at me in a strange way, I thought he was comparing me to Adele, but... but... you know I don't have much experience with men, dad. But I think he was looking at me as a woman; I even saw him licking his lips while looking at my breasts.""Heartless womaniser! He hasn't chan
I don't know what to think or say right now. I told him so many things, shared my fears, talked about him, about Mum. Now I understand why my secret friend knew how I thought and understood perfectly without much explanation of what I told him, and gave me such good advice. I run towards him and hug him again, happy that he shows me in that way how much he loves me."Are you not upset?""No, I'm not.""Can I now be your best friend instead of your secret friend?""Yes, yes, Dad, I would really like that!" "Then answer me honestly all those questions I asked you." I pause, right now I want to tell him the whole truth, but I'm ashamed of what I did, going to the club, not knowing who the father of my children is, and above all, that Christian is not. I promised not to tell anyone, but Dad is no one; he's my dad! I slump into a chair not knowing what to do or say. It's not just my secret; I need to discuss it with Christian and even with Grandpa. For now, I'll tell him only what I can
Standing before my father, who observes me in silence, I patiently wait for him to speak. What does it mean that Christian is here in his house, and what did the doctor mean by that? He gestures for me to follow him into the study, and I do so quietly. He sits at his desk and switches on the computer."I want you to see this, Bella. Before I tell you anything, and for you to understand why your husband did what he did."I approach slowly, feeling like I'm about to witness something unpleasant, but I need to know. As I arrive, I see a video of a young man stumbling around a house, his gaze vacant as if he doesn't recognise anyone. I focus and realise it's not our house; it's another one. When the man turns, I see that it's my father when he was young. There's another person being taken away whom I can't recognise because their face is blurred."What does this mean, Dad?""That drug they gave your husband yesterday. That day, my girlfriend was supposed to meet me and disappeared; I neve
I catch Christian's face and kiss him, making him forget about them. I keep doing it for the rest of the night, even when we get into the limousine, I don't let go of him. We are all a bit drunk. But Christian instructs the driver to stop."Christie, take this key and go with David and Marta to the hotel where my company's party will be held.""Why my brother?" she protests. "I'm very tired! Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow.""I want to check something. Please, Chris, do as I ask," he turns when he sees she is really drunk. "Take care of them, David. Let's go, Bella."We get out of the limousine, which drives away, leaving us in the complete darkness of the street. Another car approaches, and we get in; it's one of the security guards' cars."Where to, boss?" the driver asks. I am also a bit drunk, so I just follow my husband without knowing what he wants to do."Take us to the estate," he orders very seriously, and I still don't understand. "I di
I jump to my feet and we head to the dance floor. He wraps me in his arms and we dance non-stop for over an hour, laughing and completely happy with my husband, who also seems to be enjoying himself. We return to our table to rest for a bit. The girls are lost, but we're not worried, they're well taken care of. I see Christian furrow his brow and follow his gaze, and I can't believe it. Adele is a little further away, with a woman I can't quite identify, but she seems familiar!"Bella, by any chance are you wearing something my parents gave you?" Christian asks suspiciously as he inspects me."No, my love, why do you ask? You know I don't like jewellery, I only have these earrings that are gifts from my mum and the ring you gave me, nothing else.""I'm starting to suspect that one of us has a follower who tells them where we are," he says as he takes another sip of his drink, still looking towards where she is. "You're ruled out, I don't have anyth
I go to Marta's room, who is clad in very tight black trousers that accentuate her beautiful body. Her hair is tousled and adorned with garments, reminding me of the wild girl I met in France."Marta! I almost didn't recognise you!" I exclaim, truly astonished to see her."Why haven't you dressed yet?" she asks, ignoring my exclamation as if it were nothing."I came to see what you were going to wear to match. I've never been to a nightclub, you know," I explain, unable to stop looking at her; she is truly beautiful. "Marta, you've really surprised me. You're very beautiful and you were hiding it.""Stop exaggerating, I just fixed up a bit. What do you mean you don't know what to wear? Bella, we bought you the clothes you should wear, put them on.""Don't you think it's too tight?""No!"At that moment, both she and Christie, who appears dressed almost the same as Marta but in gold trousers, say simultaneously. Mine are dark blu
"I don't know if it's our Susi, but I'm going to find out, and if it's true that they have her locked up in a hospital in that country, we'll get her back. I promise you! I won't rest until I find our little one."From that day on, he hired detectives in America who didn't rest until they found her. But the situation was more complicated than they had thought. Powerful people were involved and the place was heavily guarded, almost like a prison. He paid countless times to see if he could get her out, but nothing worked.He went in person and couldn't do anything. So he decided to bribe a judge to get the order to let him see her for just two hours, the rest he would do by himself when they travelled to that place. He had invested a fortune in the preparations to recover his daughter, but he wouldn't rest until he achieved it.This is how they had managed to enter that sinister place, with the judge's order for a two-hour visit. Th
"Well, it could be a hallucination. The truth is, whoever locked her up in that hospital did so with the help of some doctor. Because you don't keep a patient admitted and with no visitation rights for so long just for depression. Your daughter was locked up in that hospital with a court order, as if she were a danger to herself," the doctor explains."We know, I had to pay a lot of money to get the order to remove her from there, and even then, we were pursued," the father reveals."I suggest that for now, you don't tell anyone she's here, let's wait for her to recover," the doctor advises."Do you think she can do it?" the mother asks."I'm not sure, but I have the impression that everything she experiences is caused by the medications. I'll gradually stop them to see if my theory is correct. Then we'll know where we stand," the doctor explains."Do you not think she might actually be crazy?" the father inquires."No! Definitely not! If she does have
In a private clinic, a beautiful woman sits in a chair facing the window, unable to believe she is there. An elderly couple enters the room, she turns and runs to meet them."Thank you, Mum, thank you, Dad. You finally found me.""My daughter!"The elderly couple embrace her, crying tears of joy, they check her over, kiss her, and caress her as if they need to make sure it's true that it's her."How are you feeling, daer?""Better, Mum, now that I see you both. I've been so scared thinking I was kidnapped again. How did you manage to find me?""It's a long story, let's go.""Go? Where to?""Where do you think? At our home, we always said you were living abroad. Why didn't you call us sooner, darling?""I was afraid, Dad.""That's in the past, you'll get better, you'll see. We'll take care of you a lot, my daughter. You have no idea how much we missed you.""I'd prefer no one knows I'm with you until I get better.""As