Little Santiago and Diana cheered triumphantly with a bag of candy, each in their hands.Naomi stood renegade in a corner of the room watching the show, looking preoccupied and focused on her thoughts.Luz, Alma's mother, was sitting on the couch in the living room, wearing a mask of expressionlessness.Ricardo Contreras, Alma's father, was smiling as he saw the little ones celebrating, when the door opened to make way for his eldest daughter, Alma.“Dad...? Dad? She asked, perplexed, seeing the scene.“Oh! Soul, daughter! Ricardo reached over to hold her in his arms, while she remained static.It was only an instant, but it was long enough for Alma to smell the intense scent of Lycan.Apparently, the old tricks hadn't changed.By this early hour of the morning, Ricardo would have had several drinks, if not a full bottle because of his somewhat swollen countenance, with his slightly red eyes standing out.Ricardo separated himself from Alma for a moment, to look her up and down with a
“Naomi?Alma knocked on the door of the room and hearing no answer, she simply walked in.He saw the girl, teary-eyed, curled up on the edge of the bed. That broke his heart.“Naomi? Alma approached the young woman, who continued with her worried expression. "What happened?" You don't have to get like this..."I'm so sorry, Alma. Naomi threw herself into her sister's arms, melting into a strong embrace."Do you feel it?" Why? Alma asked, confused."Daddy's here because of me. "I sob.“What? Why do you say that? Naomi let go of her grip and looked into her older sister's eyes, her eyes glazing."A few days ago, he started calling..."“What? Naomi nodded, pursing her lips with some embarrassment."And I was always asking questions..." He asked questions about us, about the house, about Mom... I was angry because in his questions, it seemed that, instead of worrying, he was investigating us and so I told him... I told him to stop bothering us, that we didn't need him, that we were fine b
The move was over, and although there were many more tears during the farewell, Alma knew, she was confident that everything would be okay.I had to be positive and think the best.Edan drove his Ferrari without taking his eyes off his wife, it broke his heart to see her wiping away again and again the tears that immediately flowed again, like an infinite circle."Don't worry, my love, we'll stop by tomorrow to say hello." I murmur to her, trying to comfort her. Alma nodded, wiping herself again. Edan figured that talking about something would help Alma entertain herself. "You know? I wondered why you hadn't told me about your father before.“I don't know... Alone, it never came up.I came to believe that he was not present in their lives. Edan tried to comment, with as much tact as he could.“Well, no, he hasn't been there for some time, as he himself told you, he left for a while. Alma blurted out, feeling herself filled with rage and disappointment as she remembered."You can see h
Upon leaving college, Alma went on her own to her mother's house, she didn't want to bother Edan, after all, he was a successful businessman and she couldn't be calling him just to be her chauffeur.Things at Alma's house was going quite normally, though strangely, Ricardo was not as drunk as she would have expected to find him at that hour.Sure, he had been drinking, that was obvious, however, Ricardo looked more measured and besides, he kept himself very entertained and focused on some documents.At least, that was a good thing, that Ricardo kept his mind occupied.At the end of the afternoon, Alma called Edan to let him know that he could pick her up at her mother's house, however, Edan ended up apologizing to her, since apparently, he was very busy running some errands and at that moment, he could not pick her up.But Edan agreed to send a chauffeur to Alma in a couple of hours. That was very strange, how long could Edan take in his errands, Alma pondered.Meanwhile, Edan was in
Two days, just two days! She couldn't be happy with Edan for any longer than that, only forty -eight hours... Apparently, that was only the time allowed, the limit of his happiness.The same thing happened on their honeymoon trip, two days with Edan in which Alma allowed herself to get excited, to open her heart, only to end up broken.Again, it happened again, how could I not expect it? Did it really cross her mind that a simple, poor woman like her could be happy with a man like Edan?That was his mistake, believing it again and getting his hopes up... But this time, it wasn't his fault, this time it was fate that was against it and there was no turning back.Alma entered Edan's room, tears streaming down her face as never before and the spasms in her chest growing stronger and stronger.How could it hurt so much? Could he heal with the days like he did the time before?Yes, sure she could, she just needed to focus and take on her reality.*"What do you mean you're pregnant? Edan's
Vengeance, that was the main reason why Vivian had put on this whole show... And it had worked out very well.Those were the consequences that Edan would have to face for daring to want to leave her for a dead fly like Alma, a poor girl who was nothing compared to a woman like her.But there was something else, she needed time... Her parents would quickly find out about her pregnancy by reviewing Vivian's expenses and statements.And when they noticed a bill for a visit to the gynecologist with an echo and a pregnancy test, they would immediately hold you accountable.That's why Vivian needed a scapegoat, at least until the time was right to bring the whole truth to light.Why would I! She was counting on everyone to know the truth, only in due time.Surely her parents would be angry to find out the truth, which was obvious, but in the end, they would support her, because Vivian is, and always has been, their spoiled child.*“Get married? Edan raised an eyebrow, puzzled.It was one t
“Then... You fell in love with your fake wife. Diego repeated for the umpteenth time, Edan's friend and lawyer, talking over the hustle and bustle of the club, unable to believe it."She's not my fake wife!" You yourself witnessed that we really got married. Edan reiterated, much more frustrated than he had been."Yes, but you didn't marry her just to make a real marriage. Diego uttered, amazed by the irony of his friend."Are you going to repeat the same thing over and over again, or are you going to help me with something?" Edan asked, his jaw clenched."I'm sorry, brother, but it's hard to believe..." A guy like you... in love? And from an innocent girl, how do I deduce that she is? Because... From everything you told me, Alma doesn't have much malice.“Ah! Now you're going to judge me. Edan growled, taking another drink."What do you want me to tell you?" It's what you earn by creating that tangle of lies and the worst... You wrapped an innocent young woman in your nets...“You kn
Edan's parents were entering the office, just as Ricardo was saying goodbye at the door.“Dad? Edan asked, surprised."Oh, Edan! I'm sorry, shall we interrupt you? We were just passing by to say hello and Lucy wasn't at the entrance, so..." Erick explained, as he entered the office and noticed that Edan was not alone.“No way! Is that your parents? Ricardo asked Edan, evidently excited.“Yes, sir. In a very solemn manner, Erick stretched out his hand to Ricardo. "Erick O'Connor and she's my wife, Angelica. After the handshake, Ricardo stretched out his hand to Angelica, who couldn't resist her curiosity.“And you are? She asked the stranger."Nice to meet you, I'm Ricardo Contreras, Alma's father. The couple was surprised, but a moment later, Erick was spreading a huge smile."I can't believe it, until we finally meet. Erick commented enthusiastically and Ricardo assumed that he was saying it because of his recent disappearance.“Yes, well, I'm sorry I couldn't meet you sooner... But