For Mia, time passed very slowly during the races that lasted about an hour in the evening, with three races held. In the last race, the two winners of the first two races faced each other for the cash prize. Esteban was one of the best runners, which allowed him to pay for college, although it was quite risky.
"Are you all right?" Sara asked her friend when she saw her lost in thought.
"Yes, it's just that I don't like this place very much," Mia replied.
"Don't worry, when Esteban's career is over, ask him to take you to another place."
In the end, Mia could only let the time pass, and what she wanted most at that moment was to see Esteban. Just as Sara said, Esteban's race was over, and she could see on the screens installed in the warehouse how he crossed the finish line. Mia wanted to run over to congratulate him, but the space was only reserved for a few people. The races were broadcasted live, but at the finish line, only the runners, some mechanics, sponsors, and one or two people who accompanied the runner were allowed.
Normally, Ivan accompanied Esteban to the finish line, but since that day, he did not want to leave Sara alone in a place where everyone was staring at his girlfriend.
Mia's heart began to beat fast as she saw Esteban getting off the bike. It was so close to the moment she would see him face-to-face again. But her heart stopped when, on the screen, in front of everyone, a girl ran into Esteban's arms, and he kissed her passionately.
From one moment to the next, everything took a back seat for Mia. It was as if she was in a bubble, and everyone else was oblivious to her existence. All the screams came to her ears in the form of whispers, and her eyes filled with tears. Her body became static, and she was in a trance from which she could not escape.
Out of Mia's field of vision, Esteban and his new girlfriend were approaching Ivan to celebrate the night's victory. It was the last race, and Esteban had won, which meant another semester at his university was secure. The boy was so happy that he didn't notice Mia's presence until Sara herself greeted him with a slap.
The noise somehow woke Mia up from her trance and she could see that the girl was shamelessly hanging onto her ex-boyfriend's arm. Esteban's eyes followed Sara's finger pointing towards Mia and he saw the only girl he had ever loved, the one he had to stay away from to keep her safe. Mia's silent tears were flowing down her face, reflecting her pain. Esteban wanted to approach her, but as soon as the girl saw him, she took off running as fast as her legs would allow her.
Everyone was silent, not because of the scene the boys had made, but because of the imposing presence of the owner of the races, who was approaching Esteban to give him the cash prize, as was customary at every event. This prevented Esteban from running after Mia and explaining things to her. Mia kept running until she reached the highway.
When Mia stopped running, a car almost hit her.
"Are you out of your mind?" - the driver quickly got out of the car to check if the girl was okay - "If you want to die, find a different way. Don't throw yourself into the car like that." Mia's gaze was lost. She wasn't scared by the appearance of the car because she didn't even notice it. Her heart and mind were focused on the moment when she saw Esteban kissing another woman. She never thought that a broken heart would also break her ability to pay attention to what was happening around her.
"Your strategies to conquer me are not very usual, are they?" Nicolas' mocking voice snapped Mia out of her trance.
"What are you talking about?" Mia couldn't recognize Nicolas, but she did notice the situation they were in. "I don't know you, lunatic."
"The only lunatic here is you." Nicolas was quite amused with the outcome of the night. "First, you jump on me, and now you're jumping on my car."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Mia's face turned red as she noticed that the guy who almost ran her over was the same guy who broke her fall when she was running away from the party.
"By the color of your face, you already remembered me." Nicolas extended his hand to introduce himself. "I'm Nicolas Lennox." Mia saw Nicolas' hand and was tempted to take it. Somehow things ended up with her again saved by Nicolas, and more because the noise of a motorcycle distracted them. After months of not seeing each other, thousands of messages and unanswered calls, and seeing him kissing another woman, Esteban had gone after her. But something in Mia's heart screamed at her to run away.
"Please get me out of here." Mia looked at Nicolas with pleading eyes. "Quickly."
Mia's altered voice stunned Nicolas for a moment, but when he saw that the motorcycle not only stopped but its driver was heading straight for them, he got in the car with Mia and put it in gear to get the girl away from the man who was chasing her.
The days in Nicolas' mansion seemed to stretch endlessly. Mia found herself trapped in her room, her voluntary prison, contemplating the life she had left behind and the love she yearned for with all her heart. The distance from Esteban made her suffer, and the coldness with which she treated Nicolas only made things worse. Every attempt he made to get closer to her was met with icy glances and sharp words.However, deep in her heart, Mia knew that she couldn't go on like this forever. Nullifying the marriage and returning the money Nicolas had given to her family was an option, but the reality of her deceased grandfather and the responsibility she now had over the Brown empire forced her to consider other alternatives.One afternoon, while wandering through the mansion's expansive garden, Mia made a decision. She decided it was time to take a step toward peace, even if it was a small one. She approached Nicolas, who was sitting by the pool, gazing at the reflection of the sun on the
Things in the mansion were far from good. Arguments were constant, and Mia lived in profound darkness. She cried from the moment she woke up, barely ate, and when she wasn't crying, she was fighting with Nicolas. Things couldn't be worse; it was all torture. Her room was the only place where she felt a little peace, although Nicolas would barge in from time to time to argue."Don't cry anymore, please. Forgive me. I swear I'm not like this. I don't know why, but you always bring out the worst in me," Nicolas felt like his world was going to hell every time he saw her cry. But his ego wouldn't let him set her free."Don't touch me. I told you I'm disgusted by you," Mia responded with anger. It was the only thing she could control.In the end, Nicolas always gave in, leaving in silence, hoping that one day she would love him. But it seemed like her hatred for him grew every day, that the repulsion for him was getting bigger. It was the worst feeling, having the person he loved leave him
Solitude was something Mia cherished in that house, a place that always seemed crowded with people who watched her every move, waiting for her to make a mistake so they could report it to Nicolas. Meanwhile, fury consumed him. He longed for the right to barge into the bathroom and take a shower with his wife, but it wasn't possible. She would kick him out, so he retreated to the garden, as far away as he could, to contain his rage."I brought you more coffee," Ana resumed her duties as a secretary swiftly. By the end of the first week, Nicolas hardly spoke to anyone."Don't you want to join me?" Nicolas sought to regain control of his life after a week of alcohol and solitude."You already have your wife for that.""Please, Ana, have a seat.""I'm sure your wife will get angry.""Just sit down," Nicolas's tone was much calmer than the one he used with his wife. "Being married doesn't mean we can't be friends.""You could have at least told me.""It was all over the news, Ana. You coul
Upon arriving back in the country, they got into a car, leaving Mia with no chance to escape, once again."Are you going to stay like this the whole way?" Nicolas was tired of the lifeless expression on Mia's face. Since disembarking the plane, she seemed devoid of soul, as if her body had lost all its vitality. "Do you want me to stop for breakfast? It's still a long way to our house.""I'm not hungry.""I didn't know you lived on air. You're the perfect woman for a poor man, very cheap. Honestly, marrying me wasn't worth it.""I thought the same thing, but you insisted on buying me."Nicolas didn't say anything; he simply continued to drive, aiming to reach their destination as quickly as possible. With the threat of his wife's escape looming, they were well-prepared. Two SUVs led the way, and two more followed behind, ensuring that no one could take Mia away. The couple's new home was a grand mansion nestled within a forest. It was far from the city, and cellphone reception was poo
On the journey to the hotel, during the time it took Nicolas to inform his parents that they had arrived, Mia settled into the room. However, Nicolas's mood soured as a photo of Mia reached his cell phone – a photo taken on the morning of their wedding day. There she was, wearing her wedding dress, locked in an embrace and sharing a passionate kiss with a man whose face remained hidden from view. The sight of Mia, tears streaming down her face as she kissed a man who wasn't him, erased the calmness from Nicolas's voice, replacing it with a rabid ferocity."Why did you kiss him just before marrying me?" His words dripped with a seething anger as he burst into the room, demanding an explanation from his newly-wedded wife."You're such a slut," Nicolas's formerly composed tone had vanished, replaced by the snarl of a wounded beast."Because it's him I love. He's the one I want to be with," Mia retorted defiantly."You're repulsive.""I'm repulsive? What about you, who bought a wealthy wi
The Brown Empire was coveted by many, and this led Mia to mature overnight. She stopped thinking about trivial things that had worried her until that morning. She almost laughed when she saw a message from her ex-boyfriend on her cell phone. She used to yearn for that to happen, but now it didn't matter to her anymore. She no longer wanted to be his girlfriend when she had to be another man's wife. A man who had embraced her, trying to hold her up so that she wouldn't fall. It was as if he didn't want her to suffer, but in the end, nothing mattered anymore. The past was buried, and now the future of her surname was all that mattered to her.Nicolas took Mia out of the hospital and asked her to rest. She hadn't slept well since the previous night. He also offered to take care of the funeral arrangements and other things. In the end, he had known from the beginning that his family was bankrupt, and it was an open secret among the businessmen. But with the merger of the companies, not on