+LUCERO+ Finished! The topic tonight is how my years-long relationship ended in a matter of seconds, simply because everything vanished. I'm not nervous about the wedding, nor am I being paranoid, none of that. My supposed boyfriend has stopped showing the interest he once had, all of which happened since our wedding was approaching or since I've been spending more time with Gisela than with him. He doesn't understand that being with Gisela is because I want to be by her side and that it's my job, that there's nothing abnormal about it for him to get stressed and angry. It's not that I'm in love with her, nooo... I'm not a lesbian, and I've shown him that in bed and in every part where we are alone to take advantage of what I feel. I love him, but I can't marry him when he insists that we live with his parents and that I quit my job at Müller Enterprises. We've discussed our love and relationship tirelessly until we reached the point of shouting that the wedding is cancelled, tha
+GISELA+ + How is it that they say... "Time heals everything." To hell with that thought, it's been several hours, and he hasn't bothered to show up, it worries me, of course it puts me in a bad mood because it makes me think he doesn't want to see me! The dog is currently on the first floor, it's better for her to stay there because Adal couldn't handle the barks of the little Fifí. "Gisela, I can come in," alerted me. I opened my eyes and got out of bed as if there were hot coals beneath me.I went straight to the door and for some reason asked, this is his room, correction, "our room". "What happened?" I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms. "Babe," he whispered, took me in his arms, I stood still with no expression, he approached me with his lips and I reacted. I grabbed his head firmly and put my mouth on his lips. His hands slowly moved to my hips. He gently nibbled my lips, caressed them, licked them, until he stopped with his tongue and kissed me deeply, in silence. H
"How nice that he remembers his childhood because I also remember mine, not the same, but I remember it. [Flashback] "The devil take me! I overslept, the sheets are stuck to me, my mother and teacher will kill me since I don't have time to have breakfast, and I'll be late for class. My mother came to wake me up as she does every day, but this time I asked her for five minutes, and those five minutes unintentionally turned into thirty minutes. She didn't even give me time to take a bath, I just did what they call a 'Russian bath'. I quickly dried myself off, and all I could do was my sad face. Ready, I ran out of the room and with fear I appeared before my parents. Their bewildered expression and the redness of their faces surprised me, they looked at me like they wanted to kill me. "Don't move," my father stopped me from turning around, "it's not our fault that you overslept, no one asked you to stay up late reading this book, 'Ardent Romance'. What does this mean?" "My book!" I
"Why? I'm very interested to know why giving everything for your loved ones is possible, don't you have the right to live your own life?" As I wish to convey that words can be as heavy as their meaning, and that not everything is easy. My parents gave everything for their loved ones, but I didn't want to remember the sad past when my father started getting sick; he wasn't just sick in his heart, but his spine and nerves were also betraying him. "It's okay, you can listen, and I don't expect any pity or sympathy... My eyes and ears could appreciate the immense pain that his back was causing him. At first, they thought it was just temporary pain that came from overuse, but nothing they thought was the true cause of his pain." At first, the doctors told him it was a lumbar problem and that three days of rest would alleviate the annoying pain, but the days passed, and the pain continued, even to the point where it was more persistent. His groans were a testament to the suffering he felt
In a matter of minutes, he was already lying on a bed with an IV and medication to help with the lower back pain that wouldn't let him rest. After three hours of the medication ending, a doctor appeared and told him that an opening could be seen on the X-ray and that he would need to see an orthopedist in seven days. The doctor reassured him not to worry, as an eight-day medical certificate would justify his absence. The medical certificate would end on the same day as the consultation with the bone specialist, who would provide another certificate if needed to continue justifying his absence. My father was speechless, and seeing that the doctor was waiting for a response, he could only nod in agreement. After everything was said, he left the clinic with the certificate that he would have to take to the company and prescriptions for medication that would help alleviate the pain, not all of it, but enough to allow him to sleep. "What happened next? You can't leave me hanging like tha
No, I don't want to tell him about my book right now. I point to the entrance of the house and tell him that we can finish the story over a cup of coffee, and that if he gets bored at any point, he should let me know because once I start remembering the pain my father went through, I don't stop. Even though there were also happy moments, like the ones I'm sharing now, they deserve everything and more. There were both sad and glorious moments, and Adal needed to know that I was willing to do anything for them, not just marry for a contract. I was willing to give my life for them. + I was convinced by him, and we entered the house. For a moment, we put aside the guilt of going after Lucero following her breakup with her fiancé, and stayed in the kitchen to talk a little about my father's condition. He insisted that I tell him about the stage my father went through to know his final health state. We stayed with our father, and the days passed with four to six injections that needed t
My father kept his eyes closed and after receiving the electroshock, the doctor asked him if he felt any discomfort. My father's unexpected response was, "I don't feel anything." What? How could he not feel anything? The doctor just inserted very thin needles through the skin into the muscle. According to the doctor, the needles detect the electrical activity released by the muscles. Yes, as far as my eyes can see, the activity appears on the monitor and can be heard clearly through a speaker. The exam lasted an hour, and in the end, my father did not feel any of the electroshock given by the doctor. Again, we returned to the room where my father was, and we were not given the results at that time. The doctor said that the results would be available in a couple of hours. So, we continued to wait. "No, please, I want to know the results already. Don't make me suffer. Hey, can I know what you ate while you were there?" "My father shared the food they gave him with me, you know, sick
That was enough for him to turn around and leave, leaving me alone with her. The first thing I did when he left was to put the dog on the floor and then go for her. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her roughly towards the bedroom. She reeked of alcohol, and I wasn't her mother to scold her, but I was her friend to tell her that drinking was not the way to forget her troubles. She complained while I scolded her and told her that the whole apartment was a mess, and while she was in the bathtub, I would make sure the whole place sparkled. As we entered the bedroom, I let go of her, went to the bathroom, and quickly turned on the faucet to fill the bathtub. While I waited for it to fill up, I went back to the bedroom and told Lucero to start undressing because it wasn't a request for her to take a shower, it was a demand. She laughed and protested, saying she couldn't believe I was with her, that she thought that message on her social media wouldn't reach me since I didn't have a pho