My brother, who is next to me, takes my hand and squeezes it tightly making me remember that we are in this together.Camilo's mother and his lawyer are the ones who move forward and take their places as plaintiff's lawyers while we all sit behind them waiting to testify.A policeman appears and stands in front of the place where the judge will sit."I ask you all to stand to receive Judge Kim. Who will be in charge of making the judgment in this case."We all stand up and see a gentleman enter and sit down in front of everyone. The man, introduces himself and with that, the trial begins where the lawyer defending who claims to be my father, states that his representative has been the victim of altered evidence and damages that he has not done.'So unheard of and really dumb if anyone believes it' I say to myself mentally."I request to pass my client to state his version of his facts and it will be you who will notice that he is a victim of malicious persons." says his defense attorne
Like many times before, the man hits her and she tries to defend herself. But he beats her in strength and that is why, he leaves her almost unconscious on the floor."That is an altered video. Like all the others they created to damage my image" she answers for sure."Ok. Then let's see some more" says the lawyer.That's when a neighbor appears on the scene, sees my mother and calls for help."That woman you see there, Mr. judge and jury. She was the woman who more than once helped the deceased woman who many times needed medical attention to regain consciousness.>> And she will be one of my witnesses who can assure you that this video was not altered. Therefore, I now call Mrs. White who came with several proofs that not only confirm Mr. Mordashov's mistreatment of his wife, but also of his children and even towards her when she tried to protect the children from his violence."With those words, the peace of mind of that man and his lawyer, disappear. They know they are in danger."
At this point, I find it impossible not to feel happy about how things are going. However, the calm that my soul feels, is interrupted by two gunshots that are heard by the place where my father just came out.That sound causes chaos all over the place and in less than I would like to say, we are taken out of the room by the officers. The countless voices of the reporters and the multiple flashbulbs shooting at us, makes us look perplexed at what is happening.The fear that my father has escaped is evident and although I want to say that there is a possibility that he has been killed in an escape plan, that possible news does not cause the relief I would like to have. I quickly seek out my brother and standing together, we emerge from the mountain of people looking to get a little further into the place in search of answers."We must find a way out," David tells me anxiously and I nod.Among the people, we go out as best we can in search of someone we know who can help us get out of t
Two hours agoOmnipresent NarratorNo one had any knowledge of what could happen. But Mordashov was prepared for anything. He had clearly been shocked to see how his children had so much evidence against him. But he wasn't going to get angry.After all, even if they were doing it against him, it was showing him that they had matured a little more and were not those children who in the past wanted to solve everything by crying and insults.Clearly, they had chosen a very formidable adversary for their first time and it was satisfactory for him that they would make the grade in the legal aspect, however, he was more damaged than his children and for that reason, since he could not get rid of them legally, he would do it the hard way.It was enough to buy five high-ranking guards and let them give him the freedom that his inept lawyer could not give him. So, accompanied by the slut who always begged for his love, he took off his handcuffs and shot his lawyer twice. Those were the first s
They all have injuries and have noticed that the house has collapsed, but they did not understand the extent of the damage until David and Sofia remain silent in response to Camilo's insistent question. They all understood their silence perfectly and that is why, Camilo despairs."Please tell me she's okay or that they haven't found her yet. The house is big, if we remember where we were located, we can know for sure where my mother is." comments Camilo trying to get up, but his attempt hurts more than everyone thought.No one wants him to suffer anymore, much less see his mother like this. So, they don't help him get up. But that doesn't matter to him. His physical pain doesn't outweigh the fear that his mother needs him.As Camilo struggles to walk, the guards who survived the explosion run towards them as they call for ambulances. Only the guards at the entrance of the mansion managed to survive the explosion.The range of the explosion only caused them to be
Months laterWhen we think of all that we have suffered and how much we want to make others pay for it, we absurdly believe that the latter can be done quickly. But this is not so. Several months have passed, and the pain of the losses we have experienced has not diminished.The only thing we have not lost is our union, the one we promised each other to give beyond revenge. Our realities made us stronger and more united. Camilo being an orphan, like me, was sad. But sadder was for him and for all of us, to see how his house was being rebuilt from the rubble.Seeing it return to its former appearance was not the relief we thought it would be. For, it caused pain to see the material things recovered, but the lives lost, no. We had all been hurt that day. We had all been hurt that day. But the one who lost the most was Camilo and all, for helping us. But we had to move forward, both with our lives and our purpose.Because of the attack in which we were all victims,
Camilo and I had not proposed to confront Esteban and the man who lent his sperm for me to be born. It was evident that revenge was centered on that man.However, we had a score to settle with Esteban, especially Camilo, who was his friend at school and who cared little about being part of the explosion that took his mother's life.We both knew that this was not easy, so we did not involve the others and so we left.Actually we would leave at dusk and train non-stop, and when we had classes or commitments, we would return and fulfill them and then return to training.The routine was exhausting and the hours of sleep were less and less, but I did not give up and neither did Camilo.When we decided to go down this road, we had given up many things and the truth is, with everything that has happened to us, I doubt that we have time and interest to go for walks or do fun things that anyone our age would do.We, besides giving up attending school, had to giv
One week laterI was in training, Camilo had fallen asleep and I was still training on those exercises that had gone wrong.I was alone under the tree house trying to find the balance between speed and effectiveness, under the moonlight. I had made progress these past few days thanks to the trainers, but I felt I needed more, much more to be up to the task at hand.The early morning chill tucked me in and my skin bristled, leaving me immobile. The wind had a voice of its own and the cold breeze, moved the tall grass in such a constant way that it was frightening.So I grabbed the knife with which I trained my movements and moved to climb up to the tree house. It was there that I saw him, a man I could only see his eyes, but I knew he wasn't exactly coming to greet me."Who are you and why are you appearing in front of me?" I ask directly and he man approaches me with a bar.I quickly prepare to attack and before I can hurt him, a barely visible movement of a silhou
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