It was late at night when Dylan called her for dinner. Linna was already sleepy, she was tired, she hadn't had dinner yet and so he proposed to go to her house to make dinner himself. He had never been to her house before, because she doesn't put someone she has known for such a short time inside her house, but he gives her so much trust that she gave in. It was a surprise to herself how much trust she was giving this man, but if she dares to close herself off to everyone who pulls up and likes her she will end up the famous single aunt of the family. It's not like it was a bad idea, although it's just a scurrilous and needless nickname that makes a person dull. However, she has always wanted to experience love.He had done the week's fair a day ago, so depending on what he was going to make, it was no problem because all the ingredients would be there. Unless it was too fancy an invention for this time of night. The doorbell rang and she answered the door dressed in a white satin hob

Linna lost count of how many times she rolled from side to side on her extremely comfortable double bed, which now felt more like a concrete bed. She felt like a teenager, or maybe a child, her body sweated like in a sauna because it was covered from head to toe with the blanket, and yet she kept her eyes wide open inside and closed to the world outside. As a child she had the silliest fear in the world.People always talked about the old man in the sack who carried stubborn children or those who didn't sleep early, or the bogeyman and the headless mule. But that wasn't his fear, his fear was of having snakes under his bed. His bed had plenty of space underneath, where many of his toys were kept, but in his head there was a space where this snake could hide and attack him during the night.After he grew up, he began to love snakes. Snakes are amazing animals. Starting with the fact that they have no legs and can't see straight, their vision is just a blur and that's how they identify

Robert stared at Linna once more, his eyes calm as his eyelids seemed light and heavy in the same instant, in less than ten minutes she was asleep, she was exhausted, afraid, tired, it was no wonder that after feeling protected she slept so quickly. Even though he wished she would sleep with him in his bed, he was satisfied that she felt safe there, in his house, in his presence. He could be hypocritical enough to say that in a house that size there were only two bedrooms and one of them was Matt's, so technically she would have no other option, but it was remarkable how she was so fragile and vulnerable so he just put her to bed, covered her body with the comforter turning on the air conditioning and making sure she was nice and comfortable.It was like closing his eyes to fall asleep completely. Robert closed the door after turning off the light completely and made his way to his room taking his fingers to her mouth where he squeezed remembering the kiss minutes ago. Smiling like an

Linna ate her dinner quietly, she had already had five glasses of wine and her head was about to hurt, clearly becoming a devotee of alcohol for once in her life, since she is not even in the habit of drinking. She had arranged to have dinner with her parents two days after she and Robert had gone to the police station to meet William.Her parents, in turn, were eating and talking about any random subjects, enjoying the food that was served. Millions of thoughts were running through Linna's head, some worse than others. She was nervous. She ended up ordering her favorite dish and even that didn't make her happy, it seemed unsalted, tasteless. Every grain of chicken she ate seemed to be swallowing a piece of glass, without any willpower. The wine, well, it didn't look delicious either, but it went down more easily.The truth is that she was dying of shame to have to talk about it, to have to admit to her mother, someone so close to her, that she was meeting a handsome, neat guy, appare

Robert was dozing off in his armchair when someone touched his shoulder, and as he opened his eyes he saw the thin, corpulent body of the redheaded doctor. Finally he would hear from her. He didn't know what time it was or even when he fell asleep, that quiet hospital ward seemed like an impossible lullaby. His eyes were heavy in a way he had never felt before, not even on a horrible, tiring day at work. Maybe it was the smell of tea around the place, a good, balmy smell, as if that was the purpose.- Is she all right? - His voice came out completely hoarse and broken, he stammered, feeling a gap in his throat and scratched it deftly. His eyes burned instinctively due to the strong light spread by the distant and open room, he took his hand to his eyes where he avoided scratching and just stroked them lightly, blinking several times in an attempt to send that sleep away completely. He was feeling anxious, and obviously angry with himself for not paying enough attention to protect her