The day ends, a new one begins and with it new problems that, added with the old ones, leave us nothing to give up everything.The day of the reading of the will is today, so it goes without saying that today will be a long and stressful morning.And it's going to be caused by Aninka's notorious desperation."Aninka, you're going to give me a headache" I tell her stressed.Aninka who has been pacing back and forth in her old home office, pauses a bit to watch me warily.It's ten o'clock in the morning, we've only been in this office for ten minutes and already Aninka has walked back and forth more than a hundred times. It stresses me out. But the reason for her actions is obvious, she is afraid that everything will end. And even if she doesn't want to accept it, it can happen.According to what Aninka told me before, I decided to investigate if what she told me so absurd and macho was true, because hey, who in the middle of the 20th century doubts that a woman can manage a company?Bu
My mind is filled with a thousand questions. Apparently, the surprise for both of them is that my father is here and not that they had never seen him before. Something that leaves me quite pensive. Especially when my father is not a good father figure.No doubt I should ask Aninka where they know my father from, of course, if things turn out well.The lawyer takes his time pulling out the document that causes the Bogdanovs so much anxiety, but I just focus on the pros and cons of what that document might reveal."Well, today we will be..." the lawyer begins."Please skip everything and get straight to the point - who and how much do you inherit?"The lawyer looks at the others present and they nod.Enough of all this mystery, the sooner it's all over the better."Good. The total heir of the estate goes to one person."Shit. It's all or nothing."Mr. Mordashov will be in charge of maintaining the estate while the heir reaches the age required to take possession of his property."'Shit,
I get into my father's car and he starts driving. Neither he tries to talk to me nor I make the effort to break the silence that surrounds us, so the trip passes without a sound from either of us.Soon after we are in the car, it stops at a restaurant.The driver opens the door for us and I quietly get out.I don't like being near the man who mistreated us, but I don't intend to show him fear. The worst monsters feed on them and I long ago decided not to feed him.We go into the restaurant and it is he who orders food for both of us and I really don't mind if he does. I'm not interested in eating with him anyway. That would definitely give me indigestion.The waitress takes our order and leaves, while neither of us has any interest in seeing the other."I'll get to the point. I need you and your brother to live with me. And it's not an option, it's an order" he says bluntly.His order causes me to chuckle and I don't hesitate to laugh, then cross my arms."I think you forgot to say pl
"They told me they were in the playroom, but they never told me they were playing this kind of game." comments Luka in a teasing tone, which makes me break the kiss.With dark eyes, heavy breathing and wet and swollen lips, plus disheveled hair due to my hands, which until now I notice were in his hair, Daniel asks me:"With this do you know if I like men or should I kiss you a second time?"Oh shit."Oh damn. David how do you tolerate this?" scoffs Luka."Don't ask, I don't know either.""I'm waiting for your answer" he says playing with a lock of my hair.Shit. Has he blown my mind or is it because I'm tired from everything that's going on?"It's clear to me." I whisper in a daze.Shit what did I do?Daniel smiles and turns away from me."Things here are on fire," Luka comments in a low tone.Daniel leans across the table and picks up a new beer, which he opens and extends to me."Do you drink it alone or shall I help you drink it?" comments Daniel smiling.For all the mangoes in th
I look carefully at my brother, in most things we act differently, because we have different opinions of what is going on. However, on this occasion we think the same.For we both know perfectly well that my father's return to our lives does not bode well. Father was not a good husband or father, and this, coupled with what I saw, gives me the impression that he has not changed.Neither David nor I are sweet boys who love to be pampered, yet the coldness of his words and actions give me to understand that the cold man who beat his wife and mistreated us has not yet left.That is undoubtedly a cruel truth, but a truth nonetheless.I accept that promise and walk towards the exit with him by my side without uttering another word. Because that's how we are, when we feel bad we don't want to be talked to, we simply want to feel the company of that person.One who does not judge or force you to talk, he is simply there to give you to understand that even when your world is turned to nothing
I don't look at the window so as not to observe Daniel motionless, because I prefer not to continue to think about what had no future.He is in search of love and I live to get away from him. We are definitely not in the same book, or at least, not on the same page.The cab stops at a hotel, from which we ask for a room due to the little money we have.Sharing a room doesn't bother us since we are used to sharing everything, so as soon as we arrive we eat a little, wash up and since we don't have enough for a change of clothes, we both sleep in the hotel robes.I don't sleep right away, although the day was exhausting and I could tell that so much movement on David's side announced that he didn't either.Things had been quiet for a long time, but possibly wouldn't be from now on. And that was to be expected. Living in the same country as our father at some point could lead to trouble.My head hurts, but my eyelids start to get heavier and heavier, so I slowly fall into a deep sleep. F
I finish bathing quickly and bang on the door with all my might.It is frustrating to return to the past and not be able to do something to prevent the pains of the past from reaching our present.A question forms in my mind, but the one to whom I should ask it is not present.Desperate, I run to my brother's phone and look for his number with the intention of stopping this.One call, two calls and it is on the third call that my mother finally decides to answer.On the call"Son, is something wrong?" my mother asks."Why?" I say having as my melody the screaming and banging coming from the other side of the door "Why are you giving us to him if you know how evil he is?""Baby...""Why do you have to condemn us to the hell we previously lived together!" I angrily reproach her "Why of all people do you have to leave us with him!""Because he is your father." he replies as if that is the explanation that numbs the pain such words cause in me.Disappointment washes over me as the screams
"Do we really have to live with him?""Yes.""You promised." I groan.David stops his pacing already on the second floor and turns to face me."I can't do something to keep my promise when the law isn't on my side. Neither of us are of legal age and our mother signed over custody to our father. So tell me what can we do to avoid all this craziness?" he asks frustrated. He doesn't want this, but evidently can't do anything to change it."We'll figure something out. We just have to...""Understand little one, there's not something we can do.""I refuse that there isn't a way out. There always is and I will see to it that I find it." I assure climbing the stairs to get to my bedroom."Little girl," David says grabbing my arm in supplication."No, David. I don't plan on judging you for giving up, but don't ask me to do the same because it won't happen." I finish to continue my walk.I close the door to then sit on my bed with the intention of thinking of some solution. Frustrated for havi
Our dresses were very different. Aninka's looked like a princess, so big and with so much fabric to the point of her skirt and veil, dragging the place down. Mine, on the other hand, was simple. A dress with long sleeves and bare shoulders. With a fabric that clung to my body and stretched to the end of my feet.We were two opposing brides, one overdressed and one simple, at the wedding Aninka wanted: big and with guests I've never seen, but I know they are businessmen. Something that helps her fulfill that wish of Aninka's about having a big wedding. Where I could barely keep up with her and as soon as we get married I will run away. So many people overwhelm me.The two of us, we walk towards the man who will be our husband. The walk, quiet and slow, helps me remember everything we went through to get here. From the scorn, kidnappings, deaths and estrangement we lived through, to the good times and how we supported each other when it was necessary.Our relationship w
I knew the news had come as a surprise to both of them. But, I didn't know how they would react to it. And there was no time to back out now. I had given the news in a nervous shock. Esteban, immediately hugged me, while David, put away his gun."I can't lose them. I couldn't go on knowing they were dead. I can't fire anyone anymore." he whispered."It's okay. Don't worry. It'll just be this moment and it'll all be over.""You don't need to expose yourselves anymore. We can...""Go take her somewhere safe. I'll handle this." says David and I deny."I want them both to be okay" I say and Stephen nods."Everything will be fine, just, go get the boys to take you home safely and we'll come after.""No, I'm not going to leave them."Esteban brings his hands to his neck and removes the chain from where he pulls the ring he gave me over two years ago."This is my promise that I will come back alive. We will come back alive. But, we can only do t
'Well, that's partly your fault, Sofia. Are you going to ignore your responsibility in this?' my mind chides me 'You want it too, make the most of it.'Knowing what I want and that nothing will change if I don't want it, I open the shower door and he turns his body showing me the source of his problem."Get out, Sofia. I have things to do" Esteban says frustrated and I walk over to him, backing him up until I reach the wall he had used to hit himself."I can help you with that. I'm partly to blame for that" I say taking his hand which I place on my chest."Sofia, you're playing with fire.""We're underwater, fire isn't going to burn us here. So what are you going to do?" I ask and the next second, it's me against the wall, my dress torn and him, lifting one of my legs."Are you sure about this?" asks Esteban in a hoarse voice."And you are?" I ask challenging him and he smiles at me making a single movement that makes me stifle a moan."I am"
Five months laterHow naive I was to believe that I could leave or that I could help them. I was foolish to think that leaving here was possible and so, I was once again locked in the room that looks like a huge cage.After all, trying to escape through the air ducts because I wanted to get my life back ended up in the foiled plan that Esteban easily destroyed.Nor, escaping through the back door or another exit, was impossible because I didn't have the access code. And even going to the garden didn't give me any chance of leaving, because the place is so heavily guarded that it is impossible to take a step without my brother and Esteban knowing.But, since I tried to use knives from the kitchen to threaten the others to be released, I am now locked in the room, while the guys have focused on capturing the damn man they still haven't killed."Please let me out. I promise I won't do anything crazy." I ask bored from already being locked up for two weeks. Wher
Sofia narratesI was nervous, there weren't as many people as when Mordashov was killed. But, still, I was afraid. The possibility of seeing them get hurt or killed while I'm a dumb spectator, it's not pleasant.Quickly, she walked to the closet where Esteban took out his weapons and taking a long-range one, she looked for a place where she could use it.One thing that certainly shows that I'm in a big cage is that the window doesn't open. It is only a kind of material that is not glass or other fragile material, but I doubt it is iron because of how transparent the window is, impossible to break.Annoyed, I look all over the place for a spot where I can take out a part of my gun to shoot, fortunately, in the bathroom, I find a small hole where I place the gun looking slightly outward.The guys had already gotten out of their cars and were shooting incessantly. So, I had to hurry. A girl who had gone three years without using a gun was now going to do it to
The kiss was deep, something they had both missed doing and that was why Sofia was upset.'Why did she have to desire someone who had decided to leave? Why on earth would she enjoy lips she had been so determined to forget and a single second all effort went down the drain?' mentally wondered Sofia.Sofia moved her face to interrupt the kiss and with tears running down her cheeks and a pain in her throat, she spoke to him.'Why do you play with me like this? You arrive, you get my hopes up and you leave. Yours, Esteban, is not love, it's a damned emotional tourism that always takes me to the edge of the abyss that I strive not to fall.""It's not like that, Sofia.""Yes it is, Esteban. You supported me to the point of confusing me so much and believing you had changed. But, look at you, Esteban. This was what you wanted," Sofia says painfully and Esteban walks away."I left because if I didn't, they would come for you. They would because this never ends
The car carrying Sofia, celebrated the triumph of having taken 'the package' easily. While Aninka was desperately looking for her friend. Everyone thought it was all over, until a car driving like crazy appeared from a corner and crashed into the car carrying Sofia.Esteban Bogdanov was getting out of the car, shooting at the men who had tried to take Sofia. Behind him, his men were shooting at the Englishmen who dared to kidnap Sofia.The car, which had been wrecked on the side opposite to where Sofia was, was so destroyed that the man who had carried her over her body. When Esteban ran to rescue Sofia, the bodyguards who came out on motorcycles and in cars, began shooting at him, causing him to back away."Protect Sofia!" he shouted in annoyance, while looking for protection, shooting at the falling motorcycles as they lost their driver. Thing that doesn't stop the cars and Esteban immediately, understands what they want to do."It's a trap! Shoot anyone who tr
Two years laterSofia smiled with pleasure at what she had achieved. In all this time, she was completely dedicated to the academy where she teaches and to her own training. Along the way, several of her girls left for professional teams and the few that remained were talking about which team to join.As a result, the academy, which was full of life, now, did not have many students. Those who were still attending were doing it for entertainment and not because they wanted to prepare themselves to be on a professional team.Therefore, the demands of the last few months had diminished. Sofia took a deep breath and skated for the last time in the rink where she had demanded and had demanded from her students many things that helped them all grow. Both she and her students.Making a full presentation, she said goodbye to the rink where in the middle of the rink, she left the box that Esteban had left her as a gift the first time she taught at the academy.
Omnipresent NarratorThe boys smiled when they saw Sofia's attitude. She didn't look so sad and down. Although she was not happy, she looked calm and less mortified by the decisions of others. So, that, already, was considered a win."Well, the food was amazing, what do you guys have in mind to do now?" asks Zayn smiling."Aninka" they all say knowing that she is the one who always makes plans for all kinds of things."Well I have the perfect plan." says Aninka smiling as she gets up from her chair and runs to the sound she turns on "Dancing.""This must be a joke." mutters Sofia and Aninka gives her a dirty look."You promised you'd try. Besides, the fun hasn't even started yet. So, don't be a spoilsport." chides Aninka and Sofia sighs deeply."Okay, dance." says Sofia crossing my arms."Let's dance." corrects Aninka and she slides her hand down to the prosthesis she removes."Sorry, I can't dance without a foot." mutters Sofia reluctant