We spent about 30 minutes trying to make the dough, because I didn't really remember how to make them and we searched the internet.After we followed the recipe to the letter, Isabela dropped the mixing bowl so we had to make it again. My kitchen looked like a hurricane had blown in and made a mess of it, but on the contrary, it was just three girls trying to make cookies. While we had a lot of mishaps in making the cookies, I was having a blast, we kept laughing and playing with the dough and eating it as we mixed it.At one point when we stopped talking, as we were very focused on what we were doing, I grabbed some flour and threw it all over Isabela's face. I loved teasing her. She yelled at me, calling me names a couple of times but I did nothing but laugh, as did Amy. When I was with my defense down, Isa decided to act and brought me the chocolate face she was preparing. Amy was laughing from a corner how we were both bathed in flour and chocolate. I looked mischievously at I
He was smiling mischievously and my heart was beating like a drum.When we got to the kitchen, I turned on the light and went by inertia to look for the bowl where I remembered I had put it, but when I opened the shelf, it was gone. I looked at Ethan suspiciously and he was smiling innocently at me. I started looking for the bowl with the other cookies all over the shelves, until I saw that it was on the highest shelf in the kitchen. I scratched my head in confusion, I didn't remember putting it that far away. I stretched as far as I could, even stood on my tiptoes to try to reach it, but got nothing but a male chuckle broke the silence of the kitchen."Okay, there are the cookies. Don't eat them all. "I turned to face him and he came toward me, grabbing the cookies easily. He placed the bowl on the table and grabbed one, tasting it."Did you make them, really?""Yes, with my friends. Why do you ask?," I reached over and took a cookie too, taking a bite."Because they're delicious
The sun streaming through the window and hitting right where my face was, woke me up. I grabbed a pillow and covered myself so it wouldn't bother me. It didn't work, I was still bothered by the heat. I got up and sat on my bed, yawned loudly and went to the bathroom only because my body is used to that routine, not because I am actually awake and aware of where I am going or what I am doing.My reflex caused me to open my eyes like saucers and wake up completely."My God, what the hell did I do last night?"I was scared to look at myself, my hair was a mess and my pajamas were half ripped down my thigh. Why? I had no idea. I tried to remember what I had done last night and listed them off on my fingers.1. I was with my friends in the bedroom, both of them asleep.2. I went up to the terrace.3. Ethan scared me.4. We talked for a while.5. He made a pass at me, as usual.6. He kissed me, I came down from the terrace, my pajamas got caught on a wire and when I pulled them off, they
I felt like in the movies when there's a light bulb in your head and when you get an idea, it lights up. Of course, if I wanted him to learn, giving him a spoonful of his own chocolate would do it. I just had to provoke him, like he does. If he was morbid with me, I would give him a good reason to be. Although on second thought, if I provoked him it could come to pass like the day I was in his room. What if he raped me for real?I sighed noisily and covered my face with both hands, more frustrated than before. I started kicking and throwing a tantrum, because I couldn't think of anything good."Hey baby, I'll get your four o'clock snack," I heard Ethan's voice, playfully. I uncovered my face and looked up at him with a frown on my face. He was behind the couch, laughing at me and holding his stomach, his eyes were closed. I took advantage and fetched a pillow from his room. I braced myself and hit him with all my might in the face with the pillow. I don't know if I hit him too har
Ethan began to kiss my neck playfully, occasionally biting me sensually. As much as I wanted to stop it, I couldn't. It felt so good.A slight sigh escaped my lips and I threw my head back, I couldn't avoid this kind of reactions in my body. I covered my mouth with my hand and felt my cheeks turn red from the sorrow it gave me. He smiled and gave me a kiss on my forehead.Our lips were brushing again, when I began to feel something at my hip begin to vibrate. Ethan and I looked down quizzically and he turned his gaze back to me. I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face."Ethan, I think your crotch is vibrating, is that normal?" I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing, and he looked at me with a very unfriendly face."How funny, you should become a comedian, don't you think?" he looked at me ironically."If you knew I thought about it, but I don't know if people understand my jokes about you," I shrugged and looked at him disappointed, playing along.Ethan rolled his eyes a
It had already been about 10 minutes that we had both been quiet, I was cautious with my approach to the subject. I knew what Tony was going through and although I knew what words could cheer him up, I couldn't say them, my tongue was tongue-tied and it was inevitable to remember when that happened to me.It was a starry night, I had a boyfriend who was just perfect. His name is Henry, he is a year older than me and he was studying in my same university, he has chocolate colored eyes and his hair was light brown, very similar to Tony's. He was so loving and detailed and was so affectionate and detailed with me, he always remembered everything I told him and important dates. When we were about to celebrate our second birthday together, I organized a big surprise party for both of us, since it was also his birthday. We were all hiding in his house, our friends were there. When he came home, the one who got the surprise was me. As I didn't know it was a surprise party at his house, he
Pov Ethan I sighed once again, as I threw a tennis ball at the wall and it came back at me. I couldn't help it, but I had a big smile on my face and all because of that kiss.I never thought she would ever get my attention, until recently I thought she was an unfeeling person who didn't care about anyone, but when I saw her, I felt something different was coming. I remember when I took the job without even knowing her, I wasn't working as a babysitter, I was actually studying engineering, but I needed money for my studies and also, for my mother.When I was barely 6 years old, my father left my mother and me penniless. Since I was little I had to work and my mother had to break her back to support me and pay for a decent school. When I was 10 years old my mother got pregnant by a man who mistreated her, but when that big son of a bitch realized his mistake, he committed suicide. Now it was my younger brother, my mother and me. Today my brother is going to school, my mother is in
I tried to stick my ear to the door to hear some kind of word or a sob, but nothing happened. I felt my blood boiling inside my skin, I looked askance at the boy in the room a few steps away, he sounded cheerful, so much and it was very suspicious.Maybe I was thinking the whole situation wrong and should think a little more clearly.I heard the bathroom door open and turned quickly to find Minerva. I was very worried about her."Are you feeling better?" I approached."How long have you been there?" She asked and walked past me as if she didn't really care about my answer.I heard her voice muffled and distant."Fifteen minutes," I admitted, chasing her down the hall."It wasn't necessary for you to wait for me the whole time I was there."She stopped with her purse in her hands. I didn't notice when she stopped, until I noticed I was very close to her, but it was too late.When she turned around, she bumped into my chest and stared into my eyes. That's when I realized something."Yo
"You shouldn't let anger get the best of you, brother," I tried to advise him."Oh, of course not, that's not going to happen," he murmured, sipping the remnants of his drink."The point is, you should calm down, go and expand your social networks just like she...""She doesn't expand her social networks; she's known him since she was seventeen!" he shouted in frustration, but I continued to look at him impassively."You should relax," I said with a shrug, finding it impossible to understand his nervous breakdown.Wasn't it his idea? He should just speak the truth, express his true feelings, and that's it.I know it's easier said than done, but it was the best way out instead of going around throwing punches."Is he holding her hand?" he asked through gritted teeth. "This is over."I sighed and decided to get him out of there before the situation turned into a bloody and unpleasant scene.I took care of dragging him out of the café and then let him run free, like a caged animal."Just
Valentine's Day had finally arrived.Daniel was a bundle of nerves, and spending the day helping him clean his house and prepare the dinner for the evening was getting on my nerves too.I didn't want to prepare anything for that day with Ethan because I knew, thanks to my brother-in-law, that he was planning a surprise for me, a surprise that I hadn't discovered yet.When we finished the preparations, Daniel accompanied me back home. Upon arriving, I saw that Ethan was at home.That surprised me."What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" I looked at him in doubt."Today is a special day. Did you really think I'd forget it and work until so late?" He put his hands on my waist to pull me closer."No, you never forget this day, and you always have some surprise for me." I hugged him, resting my head on his shoulder."Do you want to know your surprise?" Our gazes connected."I should be the one surprising you." I hesitated.Ethan gave me a sly smile and retraced his steps to re
I was immensely excited to see them since I hadn't seen them for several weeks. They had been on their honeymoon, and I wasn't expecting them back for another couple of days. Behind them were Iván and Amelia.Delia let them all in and appeared in the living room just behind them."Minnie!" Chris said excitedly."Why are you here so early?" I asked, genuinely confused by their early arrival."Do you think we'd leave you alone on our beautiful godson's birthday?" Isabela said."To be honest, yes. You were on your honeymoon," I admitted with a shrug."And? We decided to come back early, plus with this woman, every day feels like a honeymoon," Chris said, looking at Isabela with love, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close.She smiled and pushed him away a bit, giggling. I smiled happily."But you know, the party starts in an hour," I said apologetically for them arriving so early.Chris looked at Isabela, who looked at Iván, and then their gaze moved to Amelia."I thought
Three years later..."Minerva, hurry up, we're going to be late!" I heard Ethan's voice from downstairs.I rolled my eyes and finished adjusting my hair and dress. I put on some flats and made my way down the stairs.At the bottom of the stairs was the man I had been living with for 7 years, and I loved him just as much as when I was 19.He stopped checking his watch and took a deep breath as he prepared to call me again. However, when he saw me, he smiled in a way that I adored.I descended the stairs and stopped on the last step, so I was at eye level with him.This day was very special because my father was finally returning from his annual business observation trip around the world. It had been 5 months since I last saw him, and I was excited to see him again. It was also special because we were going to a unique birthday celebration and my father was returning from his trip. I had taken the day off with my beloved husband to have lunch together."I'm here," I said, smiling at him
Esther stood still for a moment, as if waiting for a sign or something. In the background, you could see their house, and she was sitting on the couch that used to belong to her father, according to what Ethan had told me. Esther was wearing a dress that I had given her on one of the many times I had dinner at her place."Is it recording?" Esther pointed at the camera. The image wobbled slightly, as if the person recording didn't have a steady hand."Yes, Mom," Daniel's voice sounded with irritation."Don't answer me like that, young man," she scolded him and narrowed her eyes, looking beyond the camera.I chuckled and saw Daniel by my side, shrinking in his seat."I'm sorry, Mom. We've already had five takes; they could arrive any moment, and the surprise will be ruined."Daniel sighed with nostalgia, as if he were remembering that day."Well, all right. I'm sorry," Esther paused, lowered her head, took a deep breath, and raised her head with a beautiful smile. "Ethan, Minerva, if y
I took a deep breath, looking at myself in the mirror.I adjusted the white dress I was wearing and looked at my friends. Isabela was sitting on a sofa in the room, holding a glass of wine in her right hand, gazing at me intently.Both of them were wearing pale pink dresses that hugged their bodies, with small straps supporting the dress and accentuating their chests. They had their hands on their hips, inspecting me from head to toe.In a way, the three of us had changed.My hair was a bit shorter than before, although at that precise moment, it wasn't noticeable since I had it tied up with a bow and a braid. Amelia kept her hair the same length as before and had it straightened this time, pulled into a high ponytail.The three of us still shared the same height and the same skin tone.I turned to look at myself again in the mirror in front of me. The dress was bigger than I had imagined, slightly constricting around my stomach, which was bothering me a bit near the abdominal wound,
I paced back and forth in the living room of my house, extremely nervous.I glanced at my father's closed office door once more. I then sat down on the largest sofa in the room, placing both hands on my knees.It was a fairly sunny day, with a few clouds in the sky, but it was overall a bright blue day. My house was clean, thanks to the cleaning I had done the day before in preparation for today.My house looked the same as before. The dining area was in front of a large window with a panoramic view of the city. Next to it was the guest bedroom door, where Ethan had stayed the first time he visited.In front of me was the TV, with two individual sofas on each side. To the left, there was a wall with an opening leading to the kitchen, which was spotless. The stairs were behind me, and the front door was in the opposite corner of the same wall.You could see the upstairs from where I was sitting, as there was a glass and black metal railing that allowed you to see halfway down the hallw
I released my friends' hands and sat next to Daniel."Hello," I murmured."Hello, Minnie," he responded sleepily."How do you feel?" I smiled with a hint of sadness."Tired. This has been intense," he admitted, leaning his elbows on his knees."I'm sorry for everything that happened. This was not part of the plan."He sighed."Don't worry, Minnie. We're all alive. Now, it's time for you and my brother to make amends. Go on, what are you waiting for?"Daniel smiled at me with all the sincerity his tired eyes could muster, and he got up. I followed suit. We hugged, and Daniel joined my friends. I approached them too."Take him to my house and tell my father what happened. Ask him to let Daniel sleep in my room, please."My friends nodded and gave me a hug. I hugged Iván tightly, and he smiled at me. They left a few minutes later.I waited until I couldn't see them anymore and stood in front of Ethan's room. I took a deep breath and entered. I closed the door behind me and stood at the f
"Let me go, Christopher! Ethan's inside, for God's sake! Let me go!" I struggled to free myself from his grasp.I couldn't contain the emotions inside me. My stomach churned with dread. Ethan was inside, and I couldn't leave him.Chris held me tightly, his grip unyielding.I was overwhelmed by the tumultuous emotions raging within me. Ethan had died, and there was so much left unsaid. I couldn't tell him I loved him; I couldn't apologize for my earlier harsh words. I wouldn't see him again, feel his presence, hug him, or kiss him. He was gone.He had left us, protecting both me and Chris.How had I ever doubted his feelings for me? Now he was gone, gone forever.The firefighters rushed to extinguish the flames, but I was unable to look away from the fire-ravaged mansion. My tears flowed freely down my cheeks.I had been so foolish. I hadn't told him how I felt. I hadn't had the chance to say yes to his proposal. And now, it was too late. He was gone.Exhausted from my struggles with