Nurses hurried by my side, blurring my peripheral vision with their perfectly white clothes. I rotated from time to time to observe some figure, only to make sure that he was an ordinary person in his work, and sighed deeply with relief. The panic was still there, waiting patiently for the next time I would give in to fear. And with it, there was a grainy sensation in my lungs. As if each space compressed by shortness of breath was filled with small styrofoam spheres.Aside from a tendency to some allergy that made me cough with each movement in the upper part of the body "behavior that attracted all the attention of the paramedic who held me by the waist as if he feared to let me fall "I did not believe that it had any harmful trace about what happened.My eyes still seemed fragile to intensive light, and this caused me slow blinks and small lapses that made me lose track of time. In an instant, panting and again cold by the simple idea of being kept in a hospital room for the second

I wondered how I would feel working day and night in a place that took my whole family to the ruins. I estimated how I would feel if I lost all the people I considered important overnight. My chest tightened bitterly as I thought of Kendall given his own luck because of me. That made me really sick.However, I didn't have to say anything. Recognizing the connection between me and Zachary, I was also aware of the harmony with which our thoughts flowed. The way he so easily raised my chin and caught his gaze on mine, refreshing the weight of my conscience with the brightness in his beautiful eyes, I gave myself all the certainty of this fact."Don't be saddened by my story," he asked, lightly caressing my jaw. "Each person must learn how to face their own demons.I denied it with my head."How can you endure this without letting anyone know?He bowed his lips in a slow smile."I had enough time not to embitter the lives of others with my own sorrows, Camila.It hit me hard. I wouldn't e

That cloud that always hovered over us at times like that, had become dense and heavy. My breathing failed for a mere second, as he crossed one ankle over the other, leaning against the wooden cabinet. I didn't even have the courage to demonstrate the sinful thoughts that ran through my mind only by their always so calculated movements, and even holding his gaze on mine was a penance.He wore a white shirt with loose buttons on his chest, revealing the beginning of the wings tattoo. The tissue was heavy and did not allow me to see that mass of toned and stiff muscles in his belly, but I knew they were there, and, taken by a sudden desire, I longed to feel the taste of his skin on my tongue."Is it a family too strange for you? "I asked softly.Zachary pushed away the strand of hair that fell on his face and smiled languidly.“ Families are strange."It's still true," I grumbled, smiling without a real reason.Zachary remained with an open smile, looking at me so intensely that lowerin

I choked on my own breath, seeking a connection between my recited belief and the question asked."I don't understand the reason for the question."Just answer," he said, holding both hands between us. "Dud you never fell in love, Camila?"Never" I murmured, rubbing the heat away from my cheeks. Zachary observed the movement, attentive." Why not?"Because no one has ever made me feel anything but the obscenity of pleasure. "I scratched my cheeks harder and the burning sensation increased. I couldn't understand why it always started when Zachary was around. It was horrible. Worse than an allergy, but the itching remained only on my face.He studied my face for too long for my restlessness, and held my hand when I tried to rub my cheeks again. My freckles seemed to catch fire.“Do you feel uncomfortable? "He asked with his voice loaded with kindness.I stumbled on words in a hurry to explain myself."It's just that... It's strange to have a man in my room. Not that you're the first to

"Detroit is definitely the most tedious city in the state! Looking forward to seeing you in two days. I miss you, but not so much. Zee ;)".I no longer made a point of knowing how many times I had read that message in a single day. I lost my account after the tenth attempt, although I vaguely remembered having it opened on my cell phone almost for a whole day.In my defense, not counting my friends and some contacts that I didn't even bother to save, I believed that I would not receive anything more important than that. Anything that involved that nickname and an implicit joke "even if received through a smoke signal" was more relevant to draw my attention than to give me enough good will to ignore.Zachary was not in my bed when I woke up the morning after the disastrous family dinner. Not that I cared about finding myself cold without the comfort of his arms around me. Certain customs do not change overnight, and obviously the distance that hovered over us after sex would not decrea