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
Chapter 32.— Once upon a time the perfect tuning…| Currently. | 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