I spent longer than I really intended in the bathroom. The fact was that in there, I could let out my tears and my despair. There was no one watching and I didn't need to be strong. It was just me and my pain.I let the water envelop my body, so that the heat concentrated on my muscles and relaxed them little by little. I tried to keep my eyes closed at first, but the images of David in the hospital bed filled my mind in such a way that I realized that staring at the bathroom tiles would be better. Black. White. Black. White.The feeling of guilt put almost unbearable pressure on my temples, creating a throbbing pain. If I hadn't been so preoccupied with making money, I would surely have noticed some evidence that things weren't going well with my brother. Over the last few days he'd seemed down and when I was at home, he stayed in his room almost all the time. all the time in his room. But that wasn't unusual. David loved to stay in his room with his movies, series and posters of ar
At the end of the lunch break, just before 1pm, the doctor approached us. His expression was neutral and he was carrying a clipboard.- What's up, doc? - I stood up from my chair.- We already know what your brother has, miss. - He confessed without any change in expression.- And what is it? Is he going to be all right? - I asked anxiously.The feeling was indescribable. Nervousness was choking my throat and my heart seemed hypertrophied for the place it occupied in my chest.- David has a rare stem cell disease characterized by hemolytic anemia. The causes of the disease are not known for sure, but what occurs is a mutation in a specific stem cell gene within the bone marrow. - He continued slowly. - These modified cells go on to produce defective platelets, which can form blood clots, and red blood cells that break down easily.- That's why thrombosis occurs... - I thought.- Exactly. One of the clots formed fell into the bloodstream and blocked a vein. But that's not the only risk
The steel and glass façade of Imperium Enterprises resembled its president. Beautiful, refined and impersonal. I had to take a deep breath before entering the building and concentrate on the real reason I was there: my brother. The dark marble floor was spotless and executives in different colors of suits crossed the lobby. Some of them gave me curious looks, probably wondering what such an off-beat girl was doing there. I tried to ignore the attention and concentrated only on the low rumble of my footsteps.There was a c-shaped bench near the elevator entrances. A brunette woman with serious brown eyes gave me a surprised look when she saw me standing in front of it.I opened my mouth to speak, but she beat me to it:- What can I do for you? - her smile was polite and cordial.I put my weight on my left leg, nervous about the situation, and considered giving up, but the image of David in the hospital bed dominated my mind once again.- I came to talk to Mr. Mason. - I looked firmly i
I haven't told anyone. Not even Arianna.Although I knew it wouldn't be easy to hide something like that, I couldn't face my own friend and say what I haddone. So many times, when we talked about the club, I had emphasized that I would never use my body as a bargaining chip, that I would never be able tosleep with someone for money. How cruel circumstances could be sometimes.I hugged my knees and rested my chin between them. I couldn't cry anymore because of the whole situation. Even my tear glands had reached exhaustion. All I could do was hug myself and sit in the middle of my bed. I knew Arianna was worried about my condition and I could the sound of dishes being cleaned in the kitchen. Bringing me home in an attempt to calm me down was an imposition of hers when she saw me returnto the hospital. I wanted to stay with David, but I ended up giving in to my relatives' pleas. I didn't want my brother to see me in that state either.My cell phone beeped with a new message, but I di
Damien smiled and kissed me quickly. Then he pulled away.- Your first appointment with me is next Sunday. I have to attend a golf match with some investors. It will be an afternoon at the club. - He opened a drawer and put the contract away. Then he took out an envelope and handed it to me.- What's this?- It's your credit card. You'll need something new to wear. Appearances count for a lot at this kind of event, Ellen.- How could you make a card for me without knowing if I would accept it and without any documents of mine? You... - I started to speak but stopped when I noticed a solitaire diamond in the middle of the black card with gold edges. - Good God! What's that? It's a...- A diamond. Yes. I think it's only 0.235 carats. It's a decoration from Dubai First. - Damien smiled, amused by my countenance. - I made your card with the help of my manager and the information I have about you. It's not hard for someone like me to get that kind of favor from the bank branches.- Here. -
I put my bag on the hospital chair and watched David asleep. He was no longer intubated and the color was back in his face, filling my heart with hope. I let my fingers run through his soft hair gently so as not to wake him. Then I sat down in the armchair to continue watching him.Suddenly, my cell phone beeped. I searched for it in my bag and realized it was the new device Damien had given me. When I saw his name flash up on the screen, I almost dropped the phone.I quickly recovered from the silly scare and slid my finger across the screen to answer the phone.- Missing you, Darling? I'm just calling to make sure we have dinner tomorrow.- Dinner? What dinner? - my voice came out loud and David moved on the bed. - You didn't tell me anything about dinner! - I whispered.- I didn't, but I thought better of the afternoon at the club on Sunday. Before that event you need to know a few things about what you'll find there. And since our lunches are always troubled, I opted for dinner th
I hung up the phone and sat down on the sofa. Julia wanted to go home, but I barely stayed at our house myself and Julia needed a routine and a schedule. It took me more than half an hour to convince her to stay at my aunt's, but in the end my arguments were convincing. Even more difficult was convincing Baby that I couldn't go out with her anymore. She was dying to know what we were going to do and was a little disappointed when I said I couldn't go anymore. But I consoled her by saying that we'd have another chance.Luckily, Arianna didn't need any explanation. She was working and so was Jenny. My aunt took my place at the hospital with David as soon as the morning arrived and all I had to do now was wait for Damien's driver.I cast my eyes around the room and my attention was quickly caught by the portrait of my mother on the bookshelf. I stood up and approached the picture. She looked beautiful and we had all taken that picture together on the twins' twelfth birthday.I held the p
- Thank you, George. - I thanked him when he put the last shopping bag down inside the large bedroom. The same one I spent the night in the first time I was at Damien's house.- I'm always at your service, miss. - He smiled amiably. - Mr. Mason asked me to let you know that you'll be leaving at 8pm. And you can meet him in the first room downstairs.- That's fine. - I smiled back. - And just call me Ellen, George.- Whatever you say, miss, I mean Ellen. Is there anything else you'd like?- Thank you, but I'm fine. - I thanked you once again.- So, I'm going to take my leave. - He smiled one last time and left, closing the door.I smiled at the situation. It was funny to be treated with such ceremony by all those people. Especially when I remembered who didn't even have a place to drop dead. It was very contradictory. I let my eyes linger on the bags with striking emblems. Louis Vitton, Valentino and even Tiffany's. Damien made me go into all of them and buy something. By the end of t