Chapter 32.
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The events of the previous day still lingered in my being, and the bitter memories wanted to come back to spoil the start of a beautiful morning. I could let myself get down and think about what Sofia Grace had said to me and the way she had kissed me without my permission. I still felt disgusted just remembering it. On the other hand, I decided to let it all go into oblivion and focus on having an amazing trip alongside Veronica. I would not allow myself to be shaken and have part of our trip to Italy spoiled by the meanness and in consequence of other people.
I would live in the now, and the now was ….
— This is going to go to shit. — I warned, in a mixture of fear and anxiety, for the third time. — Veronica! — I protested, half laughing and half annoyed, when she slapped me hard on the
Chapter 33.— once upon a time a part of Dreams...It was a little past noon, so the sun was high in a sky of a beautiful sky blue, while hardly a cloud interrupted the vastness above our heads. Despite the almost unbearable heat and lack of shade along our route, a welcome breeze eased the heat.— Oh. — I said, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation run through my body as I began to see something yellow on the horizon. — We are almost there, aren't we, Vero? — I asked rhetorically, because it was clear that we were approaching the field of sunflowers.Although they had made history in the United States and acquired several positive zeros in their bank accounts, the grandparents of my beloved blonde bought a farm when they returned to Italy and started a small sunflower and grape farm, just as they had always wanted in their youth. Soon the business grew and the Vacchiano's became one of the
Chapter 34.— Once upon a time, there was a beautiful love story between two women….We still remained sheltered in the shadows of the trees, although it was possible to have a wide and clear view of the waterfall, which was surrounded by huge rocks and touched by the sun's rays. The water should have been perfect for a swim alongside Veronica. On the other hand, it was the space open to the sky that attracted me the most.A small field opened up between the trees and the waterfall.The grass was a little tall and there were some bushes in the middle of the vegetation that stretched like a carpet all the way to the waterfall. In fact, it was as if the small space in the forest was the queen and the trees her subjects, for they seemed to bow and gaze at the unique beauty of the place. Shy flowers gave color to the immensity that was touched by the sun's rays.— Wait a minute, please, Carina! — asked
Chapter 35.— Once upon a time, the marriage of the century…Part 1.| currently. |The big wedding day had arrived with many surprises and confusions, although I still didn't know what would happen a little later.— Mercy! — My eyes widened. — By the Goddess of Women who like Women, Veronica! — I exclaimed, laughing.The smile on my girlfriend's face was wide and very satisfied.| The day before. |The smile had not left my lips. In fact, I couldn't stop admiring the simple but perfect ring that Veronica had given me the day before, after hearing her confess that she loved me too. Like me, the Italian goddess also wore on her right ring finger a ring that I had bought weeks ago, when I assumed the extent of my feelings for myself. The memory had been in my mind for the last few hours. Everything had been magi
Chapter 36.— Once upon a time, the marriage of the century…Part 2.| The day before the wedding of the century. |I witnessed up close how my best friend was destroyed and suffered when her former relationship with Sofia Grace came to an end. Unfortunately, there was only love on one side, and I got tired of telling Arabella about it. Although there was a huge depression that enveloped her like a cloak of pain, part of me took a deep breath of pure relief and vowed that I would always stand by Bella, regardless of the situation.I would protect her with my life if it was necessary.When Arabella finally told me that Lora and she were in a serious relationship, I was very, very, very excited, and anxious, hoping that everything would work out this time. It was wonderful to see how they complemented each other and the lighthearted way the courtship unfolded over the wee
Chapter 37.— Once upon a time, the marriage of the century…Part 3.| Currently. |There was no doubt that Sofia Grace was a despicable being, dear readers. On the other hand, I couldn't say that she made a bad choice for the decoration. In fact, it was too simple for her personal taste, which I still remembered. Everything was very nice, harmonious, and cozy, which was the complete opposite of the extravagant and luxurious life that Grace impotently flaunted and wished she really owned when she hooked her future millionaire husband.— What's with the face, my love? — Veronica asked in an affectionate whisper. Her hand resting on my waist gave a firm squeeze, drawing me out of my thoughts. — I can feel your neurons are burning up from here. — she joked good-humoredly.I nodded and laughed, for my beautiful Italian girlfriend was
Chapter 38.— Once upon a time the last revenge…By Veronica Vacchiano.Part 1.If angry looks could kill, my beautiful girlfriend and I would be seven feet under the ground, which didn't bother me one bit. On the contrary, it brought a huge smile to my crimson-colored lips and a feeling of satisfaction, because the last part of my revenge was about to come true. It would be in that marriage, mediocre and based on lies and more lies, that my sweet family would have its secrets exposed, including that girl who had dared to forcibly kiss my girlfriend days before.That damned woman had sexually harassed Carina.Just the memory of Carina sitting on our bed with a faraway look on her face and a sad expression as she told me what had happened the day before our walk to the waterfall made my blood boil with anger and a bitterness take over me. I would forever carry the image
Chapter 39.— Once upon a time the last revenge…By Veronica Vacchiano.Part 2.The idea of uniting my existence with Carina Maria Botelho Fernandes' for the rest of the time I had left on earth was perfect. There was no longer any doubt in my mind how much I loved that woman and how much I wanted to make her mine in every possible way. The question was: would Ciliegia Dolce accept my request? After all, we had only been girlfriends for a few days. I tried to put this doubt aside and concentrate on what I was going to do soon.— Veronica, have you ever heard that you reap what you sow? — Carina whispered with her mouth almost pressed against my ear, which caused goose bumps all over my body. Looking at her, I nodded, curious, because her question was so unexpected. — Then they must have sabotaged my garden. — She made an adorable face. I wrinkled my eye
Chapter 40.— Once upon a time, the last revenge…By Veronica Vacchiano.Part 3.An almost sepulchral silence fell over everyone present in the garden of my nonna's mansion. It was as if each person had turned into a living statue while awaiting the next events. My smile widened with pure happiness and satisfaction when I realized this. Madame Paola Vacchiano had put an end to the bad and despicable race of her only son, whom I called father and loved as an equal in my childhood. Although I knew that my nonna felt relieved as she said every word, I also knew that her heart was weeping and mourning the unexpected turn everything had taken so many years before. Grandma had lost her only daughter in a violent robbery, and her only son had become a being of abominable and miserable character over time. My heart ached to hear how that amazing and eccentric Italian lady blamed herself for