All Chapters of We'll be together again someday: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I was in my world trying to forget everything again and I hear someone calling me and when I look back it's Brian. You really can't believe he's unfortunate enough to have the nerve to see himself here and abused a lot. “Whatever, I warned you, enough of you, I want distance now, please go away, Brian!” “Ana, I need to know why everything changed again what happened tell me did I do something wrong? Because I asked Isadora and he said nothing ever! “You are not a saint Brian, how stupid I was to believe you would be the love of my life! Only I realized that you were my mistake, now I want to live and another thing if you don't remember who you sleep with there and your problem I saw no one told me.” “ What did you see me doing, Ana?— Spare me the details, that's all, ask your secretary, she'll know how it was and now she understands our love is over, let's live only as relatives out of respect for my mother and father! Brian, you're going crazy on me! Now I'm going to be like

Brian, trying to run against time and go after his love. After Ana's mother, understanding that she did everything wrong by meddling in her daughter's life even though she didn't want to. She asked him to go after her anyway, asking him to come back as soon as possible. Except he wouldn't imagine that Ana, who was far away, had gone to another country for work, was looking for improvements in her professional career. - Son, will you go get her? - Dad, I'll try, I have some things to do before I go, but I'll do my best to bring her back. I believe that Brian, already felt that the love between them had cooled down after so many difficulties that it would be better to get used to it that it wasn't meant to be, maybe it never was. Still Ana, she didn't have the news that her mother was very bad, but there was some chance of her getting better, but for her she didn't want her daughter's forgiveness before it was too late, but that was kind of possible since her daughter Ana, decided d

I was wondering if I should really run after Ana, or let her live! I believe I've made her suffer enough and would it be fair to ruin her life yet again? Today, if I say I have an answer, I can say no because my heart asks for something and my mind says no. I know I can't live in an illusion and believe that she will come to my arms when she calls just what thoughts well we can't do that to her and much less her mother believe that everything passed without sorrows and we live happily ever after. Who has never lived an illusion or an impossible love? Even for a short time, it's not uncommon to imagine what my life would be like if something that I'd been waiting for happened, or who knows how to dream of a long-desired relationship with someone like mine and Ana's! Something so common that it doesn't present anything unusual, at least for us. Thinking about what our future would be like and fighting for it to really be lived should be something very practiced, even to stimulate our m

It's really not easy to give up what you want at least until now. However, I have to accept that I lost that game and I'm going to try to just live the memory when I had Ana in my arms. After returning home, I waited for the right time to tell my father that if he wanted I had the courage to go after Ana. Our story was really over and I had to accept that she would only be my half sister and nothing more. I believe it will be much better this way for everyone, what matters now is her mother's recovery. When my father arrived, it was already dawn, he stayed until the end of the surgery and, tired, he preferred to sleep at home to rest and be able to return tomorrow well and ready. “Wow, I don't remember leaving the lights on! I think I'm going crazy with this. (Brian's father spoke)” “Father, and you?— Brian, my son, what are you doing here, where is Ana? Did they arrive today?— Dad, calm down, please one question at a time, please!” “So tell me straight away?— Dad, Ana, you're no

A few more months went by and I didn't have the courage to call my mother. Was it something you wanted me to know? I can't say for sure but it blocked me and every time I tried to call it was like they didn't leave it amazing just talking sometimes gives me goosebumps. I often wonder why all of this is not supposed to be a way out or an answer. I believe that my mother must be hating me for talking to Brian and not her, although it was only once and it's been a few months since this happened and I didn't care anymore. There are times in life when all we need is encouragement to move forward, a little push from someone we love and honestly I never got from my mother other than doing what she wanted or thought was best for her and forgetting that life it was mine alone. Advising and encouraging through words of affection, wisdom and gratitude is even more complicated when you want to be that person. I never demanded things from my mother knowing she wouldn't give it to me and when I gr