Chapter 23.
— Once upon a time there was an untraditional grandmother...
Dear reader, you, in the last few chapters, must have noticed that my life has become a world of roses, love, hearts, rainbows, and beautiful flying unicorns, right? On the other hand, the joy of the poor is short-lived, and I continue to be the unluckiest person in this story. So, we will be back with the normal schedule in 1, 2, 3…
— Veronica! — I exclaimed, astonished and surprised, as I got out of the jeep and looked at the house in front of me. — I hadn't expected this. — I confessed, a little embarrassed, and scratched the back of my neck.
Veronica giggled beside me, causing me to turn to her, blushing.
— And what did you expect, Carina? — She picked up a suitcase from the back seat of the jeep. — A huge castle with a red carpet laid out and jobs waiting for us? — she asked, d
Chapter 24.— once upon a time the groom…Fortunately, my anger had almost completely dissipated, although I was still upset with Veronica.— How long will you not talk to me, ciliegia dolce? — Veronica still had the foolishness and courage to ask. I stood with my back to her and continued to arrange my clothes in the huge, rough wooden closet. — Cah…— she whispered, sly and hoarse, as she dared to touch my arm and turn me toward her. — Please don't be angry with me. — she pleaded, blinking her huge blue eyes.I almost gave in to her plea and put my indignation aside.— Veronica, back off, or I'm going on a sex strike for the next month. — I warned in a threatening tone.She gasped softly and backed away a little at the same time.— You wouldn't have the guts.I raised one eyebrow dismissively.— Do you still doubt m
Chapter 25.— Once upon a time, the past of the princess of this story…By Veronica Vachianno.| Currently. |After Carina left, I continued to stand and stare at the door, waiting for her to come back to our room. A few minutes passed and no sign of her, so I gave up and went to arrange my clothes next to hers in the rough wooden closet. And looking at her clothes, folded and arranged with a certain perfection on top of each other, caused a comfortable feeling in my chest.It was a warm, pulsating, welcome, intense feeling.— Would she ever agree to wear it? — I whispered to myself and to the surrounding stillness, as I opened the velvet box and looked at the engagement ring.When I accepted myself and told my grandparents that I was a lesbian at the age of 20, my grandfather, still alive at the time, gave me the simple, delicate engagement ring that
Chapter 26.— Once upon a time, the past of the princess of this story…By Verônica Vachianno| fifteen years ago. |Since I revealed that I was a little over two months pregnant that night, little more than a week had passed. At first, I thought Noah would abandon me and disappear into the world, but luckily I was totally wrong and taken by fear and uncertainty of what would happen when my boyfriend heard the news. On the contrary, he opened a huge smile, knelt down and hugged my belly, where he left a few kisses.‘’We will be a very happy family, my love.’’This is what he said as he looked into my eyes and pulled me into a breathtaking kiss.‘’We will be a very happy family, my love.’’I was ecstatic. In fact, I had never felt so happy and complete as I had since I met him and found
Chapter 27.— Once upon a time, the past of the princess of this story…By Verônica Vachianno| fifteen years ago. |A cold, gentle wind welcomed me as I left the mansion through the back door. It was just over 30 minutes to midnight, so all the internal staff had already retired to their quarters and only the security guards were doing their rounds around the property. My parents had left for a charity dinner, which they wanted to take me to against my will, but I managed to stay in my room when they saw me getting sick again. Fortunately for me, Lorenzo accompanied them.It was only a short time before I could escape an arranged marriage to that disgusting old man and live my life with the man who loved me.With this positive thought and a wide smile of happiness on my face, I quickened my pace and packed my suitcase, which I was carrying with some difficulty be
Chapter 28.— once upon a time, a reckoning…A lazy, sleepy yawn escaped my lips, as I longed to go back to a deep sleep hugging Veronica. At the thought of her, a happy smile spread across my face, which made me reach out and grope for the place beside me. Unfortunately, I found it cold and empty. Sighing once more, I opened my eyes, turned to lie on my stomach, and stuck my nose into her pillow, inhaling the smell of her expensive shampoo.— What is this? — I whispered, noticing something stuck to my face. I lay back down on my stomach and opened the small piece of paper. — Ah… — I soon recognized Veronica's elegant handwriting.“I went to town at Grandma's request, so I shouldn't be long, and I also want to take you somewhere on the farm later.Love, Vero.”My smile grew wider and happier, and I felt my cheeks begin to ache. A passionate si
Chapter 29.— Once upon a time breakfast with crazy grandma…| Currently |I went down every two steps, hoping not to make a false step and roll down the stairs, which would be a big disaster. Luckily, I reached the second floor and turned in the same direction from where a super wonderful smell of food was coming, making my stomach rumble loudly in response. I laughed softly and, quickly and without getting lost in the huge house, found the kitchen.Unlike the rest of the house, which had a more rustic appearance, the kitchen seemed to be straight out of the future. A not-too-long countertop made of shiny black stone cut through the room, while ten stools in a matte shade of brown faced each other on either side. On the right side was a huge white refrigerator with double doors, as well as the stove beside it. However, what caught my attention the most was the huge glass wall that gave a beautiful v
Chapter 30.— Once upon a time the mad bride…Part 1.Having a good and relaxed conversation with the crazy grandma made me lose the fear that surrounded me and made me very uncomfortable at the Vacchiano Farm. My biggest fear was that Mrs. Paola would kick me out of the farm if we had a moment alone, as happened at breakfast. Fortunately, it was just my anxiety taking away my peace, causing me to almost have a fit and think that the worst could happen. Everything went very well. Amen, brothers! Nonna played the role of mother-in-law, which was supposed to be Mrs. Eva's, and showed me some photo albums. In them I found several pictures of Veronica, from her birth until a few months ago.Needless to say I took some of them and hid them in my suitcase, isn't it my dear readers?I laughed out loud when I came across a picture of my future girlfriend, where she was 16 yea
Chapter 31.— Once upon a time the mad bride…Part 2.Dear reader, in case you said Lorenzo, know that you were wrong, although…— Answering your previous question, Grace. — I mumbled her name dismissively, while a smile broke out. Yes, the bride had taken me to the same room as Lorenzo. — I would also like to know, after all, it was you who brought me here. Besides, this farm belongs to my girlfriend's grandmother. — My lips twitched even more when I noticed how red she was turning. — However, I will be kind and refresh your memory, in case you have forgotten. — I looked down at my short, colorful fingernails, for I knew how she hated to be in the background of an argument. — It was you who invited me to the wedding of the year. — I lifted my head and looked into her eyes.If possible, Sofia Grace had become more flushed with ang