Chapter 103

“Sorry, Dominik, you have t o stay, you have a contract t o fulfill. Two more games and you can forget about us, if you will” said Ewald.

“Ewald, I need t o take my daughter to…”

“No. Didn't you have enough with all the money you had t o pay earlier this year? I know your bank account wouldn't miss another few thousand Euros, but … Come on, Dominik! You can wait a couple days.”

“Ewald you need t o understand…”

“Yes. I understand, and I'm glad t o know Samanta i s  alive, but you have responsibilities here, Dominik. You can't just throw everything out the window.”

“All I ask i s  one week. That i s  all I need. I will b e back i n  time for the game.”

“No.”

Dominik let out a sigh of resignation and hung up. His plan failed. h e couldn't convince the coach t o let him go t o Egypt.

HE had t o stay for two more weeks of training and two Bundesliga games with the Munich Bayern t o b e held, one i n  Hamburg and the other i n  Munich. Afterwards, h e could do whatever h e wanted. His contract with the club would b e over by then.

As she waited, Sam fixed all her papers, she only had provisional documents. She also had t o submit a request t o nullify her death, renew her documentation and set straight all things regarding her and her daughter's heirlooms from Amir.

Every afternoon, Aháva went online t o talk t o her mother and aunt and uncle for hours o n  Skype.

Dominik tried t o hide how anxious h e was t o see Samanta. However, it was impossible. Samanta was all h e could ever talk about.

The Weigand matrimony was crumbling and h e did not see it. h e was too busy being happy for another woman, not his wife, and Dihanna knew. Her heart kept shattering every second she saw her husband being s o happy over someone else.

Dihanna gave up, she loved herself enough t o put up with all that pain. No. That was not her. She knew Dominik would never love her like h e loved Samanta and she was not willing t o fight for a lost cause.

One morning, Mrs. Weigand decided t o pay a visit t o the family lawyer.

“Hello, Dihanna, s o good t o see you. Come in, please” Mr. Hallagan was i n  charge of every legal matter since she was a teenager dabbling into music. She held him dear and trusted him. “Have a seat. t o what do I owe the honor of your visit?”

“Richard, I…” she hesitated, “I came t o see you because I need you t o do something for me, but Dominik must not find out about this. Agreed?”

“Anything for you, Dihanna. What i s  it?”

“Samanta, Aháva's mother…”

“Yes. I remember her” h e interrupted. “She died a few months back. What about her?”

“She didn't die” said Dihanna.

Hallagan was dumbfounded.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning she's alive” she raised her voice.

“I see.”

Hallagan poured some water i n  a cup and offered it t o her. Dihanna accepted it.

“Sorry about my attitude, I just can't take it anymore” she started crying.

“Oh! My dear Mrs. Wei…”

“Stop. Don't call me that. I am no Mrs. Weigand. I never was” she said i n  a quivering voice. “Just because a stupid paper says it, doesn't mean it's true. DOMINIK NEVER LOVED ME!” She cried uncontrollably.

“Please, calm down. Tell me, what can I do for you?”

After crying for a while and letting it all out, Dihanna proceeded with her request for the lawyer.

*****

“Aháva, baby. Do you know where Dihanna went?” Asked Dominik, scratching his head. h e was a little groggy having just woken up. Aháva and Abraham were having a bowl of cereal for breakfast that Berta, the baby sitter gave them.

The girl shrugged.

“I don't know, daddy” she answered.

Dominik looked at Abraham.

“I think she went t o see the doctor” the boy said, with his eyes stuck o n  his breakfast.

“Why do you think so, champ?” Asked Dominik.

“I think she was i n  pain” his son replied.

“Was she?” the father questioned.

“Yes, daddy. She was crying a lot” the boy said i n  absolute naivety.

Dominik gulped and felt a sting i n  his chest. h e started feeling awful, miserable knowing his attitude the past few days was causing his wife s o much pain. h e had been very selfish, letting his happiness over seeing Samanta and ditching his life companion.

“I will go change. Berta!” h e called the housekeeper.

“Sir?” She answered from the laundry room.

“Please, get the kids ready. I will take them t o school” said Dominik.

“Right away, sir.”