chapter 20

Helen narrates.

I opened my eyes, trying to realize where I was; I blinked several times to see the room around me, and crossed with reality, I was in my old house. Several weeks had passed since I lived with my mother again, and every morning when I woke up, I felt that feeling that I wasn't where I wanted to be, or simply wasn't with him.

Every day of my life, I patiently waited for the time for him to look for me, to tell me that what he had seen was a confusion, and that he only loved me, but no matter how many days passed, and that he was looking in my mobile a message or a call, he just wasn't looking for me. That's how little by little I lost hope.

I got up heavily. The last few days I had been very tired, as if I were running a marathon, plus my appetite was increasing every day.

I went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went out to the kitchen. My mother had set up a small business in the house; With Arturo's liquidation, she had started selling breakfasts, natural juices