Mr.X

Barcelona, 31 December 2005.Of all the beginnings I thought, this is my favorite: my first new year in Barcelona after two years in England. Two years of cold people, cold climate and much study. Until I convinced my parents that it was in Barcelona that I should finish my high school, my home. So that year-end was the embodiment of my happiness. The only thing I needed was Edward, my English boyfriend.To all who have not yet spent the new year in Barcelona, take some time and come, do not know what they are missing. The streets are all decorated, besides the human warmth that I did not find anywhere. But returning to that wonderful night...I remember being in my room playing entertained that I do not even notice my younger sister, Valeria, entering the room. I get a fright when she touches my arm ,drawing my attention. She says something, but I’m on the phone and I don’t understand what she’s talking about, so I take off my headphones and stare at her. I bet she wanted to use the

About a month later...Those one month was worse than I’ve had in years... My pride didn’t allow me to call Carlos, and he didn’t seem to care how I was. So I focused on my studies and the game, leaving my phone far away from me. I was so distracted that I didn’t even notice my sister coming near the desk. Valerie touches my shoulder, almost making me jump.—Oh what a fright, Valeria! - I say, putting my hand on my chest, scared. —What is it?—Her phone is ringing. – replies Valeria, serious. She extends the phone towards me and on the display the name of Carlos appeared. My heart races, I feel my legs trembling like a green stick, I’m afraid to meet, and he destroys my expectations. I know I clarified that I was supposed to call him when he was single. My sister shakes my phone, impatient. — will answer it or not?— Yes, I will. – I answer by pulling the phone out of my sister’s hands. Take a deep breath and answer. —Hello?— Dalia... Do you want to go out with me?- asks Carlos, nerv

If my father thought I was going to give up on getting married, it’s because he doesn’t know the daughter he has.— Congratulations on the grades. – says my father, analyzing my report card. — Now all that’s left is college…— Here it is. - I say, delivering my letter of approval at the University of Barcelona for the Law course. He opens , showing all the satisfaction in reading my letter. — Now you can give the blessing for my marriage.— Yes, Dalia. - says my father taking off his reading glasses.I wanted to jump for joy, but I notice that my parents have a disappointed expression, which makes me confused, since I did exactly what he wanted. My father looks at me and says:—Dalia knows in these months that have passed I always thought I would give up this madness and change my mind.— Then you know me, little Dad.–I say, leaning against the table. —I will never give up on Carlos…***After my father gave the blessing, I had to run with the preparations for my engagement. After all

In our engagement were all forty people invited. The house of Julio had become a luxury, the way I imagined. I stop at the entrance, watching the scenery, where I saw Carlos for the first time. It was really amazing how in a few months they changed our lives. It doesn’t take long and Carlos comes up smiling at me. He comes towards me and kisses my hand.—You look beautiful. - praises admiring the beautiful lace pink-tea dress that I chose for the evening.—Thank you. - kissing your lips.—It’s time for dinner. - my mother says, interrupting.We sit at the table, side by side, when he gets up, giving another kiss in my hand and holding it.— Thank you all for coming to the happiest night of my life. - says Carlos. Then he puts the beautiful diamond ring on my finger, surprising me. I had no idea that he had bought an engagement ring for me. He turns to everyone and goes on. - I must admit that I never thought I would be together with her, but she was very insistent. She said she would

Paris, do I need to say anything else? I know the city as the most romantic in the world, and it is logical that I would spend the beginning of my seven-day honeymoon there. After a quickie in the bathroom of the plane, to maintain the tradition of the newlyweds, an hour and a half later we were already landing at Orly airport. Once we take the taxi I can not help but admire the beauty of the city so full of monuments, squares, the charming Boulevards, the Morris columns, the pâtisseries among other beauties that jump to the eye. I feel an immense desire to jump out of the taxi and walk the streets so as not to miss another minute without knowing every part of Paris. Then I smile at seeing The Eiffel Tower and all its magnitude, one of the things I make a point of seeing before we go to our next city.As soon as we arrive at the L'Hotel, which is located right in the center of Saint Germain, we are welcomed by its beautiful golden ceiling with angel stone figures and chandeliers hidde