"My God, Bernardo, that's terrible. Is she okay?" I asked, feeling the anguish take over me.Bernardo nodded with sadness. "She is recovering, but she was quite shaken by the incident. The police are investigating what happened, but we don't have much information yet."I felt guilty and responsible for inviting Valentina to the party and for involving her in our affairs. The fear and concern for her took over me."I shouldn't have suggested that she come to the party. If she wasn't here, it would never have happened," I murmured, blaming myself.Bernardo approached and put his hand gently on my shoulder. "Giulia, that's not your fault. What happened was an unjustifiable act of violence, and no one could have predicted it. Don't blame yourself for that."But I couldn't help but feel responsible. I felt like I was bringing problems to people's lives on the farm, and that distressed me deeply."I just wanted everything to go back to normal. I wanted things to be easier for everyone here,
"I've been having terrible nightmares lately," I confessed, hesitantly. "They remind me of my father and everything that happened that night. It's hard to deal with these memories."My sisters and Bernardo looked at me with compassion, and I felt their support, but still, the pain persisted."I miss my mother and the life we had in the big city. Sometimes it seems that everything changed so quickly and that we lost so much," I continued, with teary eyes.The words flowed, and I felt compelled to express all the emotions I carried inside me. I talked about the longing for simpler times, before the tragedy that turned my life upside down.And then, in a moment of vulnerability, he said something that hurt Bernardo: "I would never choose to live on a farm like this of my own free will. It's very different from the life I knew, and sometimes I just want to go home."Bernardo's look was saddened, and I realized that my words had hurt him. I regretted what he said, because he had been one o
I found myself facing another tense day on the farm, and the pressure of recent events was starting to take its price on me. Stress, fear and anxiety accumulated, and I didn't know how to deal with all these intense emotions.Throughout the day, every little setback seemed to increase my irritation and frustration. I was tired, exhausted from the whole situation and feeling overwhelmed. So, when a simple glass broke while I was washing the dishes, I just couldn't deal with it anymore.I found myself having a childish attack, banging my fists on the sink and screaming in frustration. Bernardo, who was nearby, looked at me with surprise and sadness in his eyes. I could feel the disappointment in his eyes, and that only increased my irritation.I couldn't control myself, and I continued to release my anger in small details that wouldn't bother me before. My sisters tried to calm me down, but I was in a whirlwind of emotions that I couldn't contain.Bernardo, in turn, remained distant dur
With each passing day, I felt more strengthened and closer to my sisters and Bernardo. Our ties deepened as we faced together the challenges of life on the farm and the threats that hung over us.I decided it would be a great opportunity to get out of the farm routine and distract myself a little. In addition, I was curious to get to know the local fair and better understand how the activities were conducted in the region. Even with a certain fear because of my history with horses, the desire to venture was greater.The next morning, I woke up excited and with a feeling of expectation in my chest. I dressed comfortably and found Bernardo on the balcony, ready to start our little expedition."I'm looking forward to meeting the fair," I commented, trying to disguise any trace of insecurity.Bernardo smiled and seemed to notice my nervousness. "It will be fun, you'll see. And don't worry, I'll be here to help you with the horses, in case you need it."I thanked you for your support and w
"It seems like it wasn't anything serious, but you need to rest," she advised. "I'm going to make some tea to calm your headache."While I was resting in bed, my sisters stood by my side, talking softly to distract me from the pain. Their presence was comforting and made me feel supported."Sleep a little, Giulia. We'll stay here with you," Gabriella said, caressing my hair.With your affectionate words, I ended up indulged in tiredness and fell asleep. During sleep, the nightmares and worries seemed to move away, and I felt the tranquility of the hands of my sisters around me.When I woke up again, the headache had subsided a little and I felt more refreshed. My sisters were still by my side, offering their support and affection."Thank you for being here with me," I murmured, feeling grateful to have them in my life."We would always be by your side, Giulia," Gina replied, smiling softly.As I recovered, the affection and care of my sisters were the balm I needed to face my fears and
I woke up abruptly with the high-pitched sound of the singing of a rooster very early in the morning. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, irritated that I was woken up so early. "Damn rooster!" I grumbled as I got out of bed with a grumpy expression.I went down the stairs of the main house of the farm and found Bernardo, the farmer, waiting for me. He seemed energetic and ready to start the day. I, on the other hand, was still struggling with sleep and irritation."Have you finally decided to join us, Giulia?" Bernardo said with a mocking smile. "Today you will face your fears about nature and animals. Let's start with the morning tasks."I frowned and snorted. "I don't see why I have to do this. I hate this stupid routine. Why can't I just hire someone to do these boring things for me?" I complained.Bernardo looked at me with a mixture of patience and disapproval. "You need to learn to value hard work and connection with nature, Giulia. You can't just live in your comfort bubble all the time.
As the months went by, my relationship with nature and animals has strengthened. I learned to deal with my fears and to appreciate the simplicity and beauty of the world around me. The routine of the farm, which once caused me repulsion, was now a source of peace and renewal.At the end of that summer, when it was time to leave, I felt a mixture of nostalgia and gratitude. Bernardo's farm had been a turning point in my life. There, I had faced my fears, discovered new passions and learned valuable lessons about resilience and humility.When I said goodbye to Bernardo, I thanked him for his patience, guidance and for introducing me to a new world of possibilities. I promised myself that I would take with me the spirit of the farm in my heart, keeping alive the connection with nature and animals, even far from there.As the days unfolded on the farm, an unexpected challenge arose: the absence of the internet. As a digital influencer, I was used to always being connected, sharing my life
I looked at him, a little hesitant, but I knew he was right. There was something special in that place, a sense of confidence that encouraged me to open my heart. "Bernardo, when I was 12 years old, my father was murdered. It was a traumatic event that shook my life."As I spoke, the memory of that rainy night returned to my mind. The drops hitting the windows, the sound of thunder echoing on the horizon and the fear that settled in me at that moment. The rain has become a trigger for my painful memories.Bernardo listened carefully, without interrupting. His expression showed understanding and empathy. "Giulia, I'm very sorry for what you went through. Losing a loved one in such a tragic way is something that leaves deep scars. How have you dealt with this trauma over the years?"I sighed, looking at the floor for a moment before answering. "I tried to move on, build a new life. But there is always this latent fear, this feeling that tragedy can happen at any time. And the rain... th