Helen narrates.I woke up with a start; a strong headache made me scream and take my hand to my temple to massage a little and thus dull the pain.I sat up in bed reminiscing about the night before, and smiled right away as scenes from my dinner with Dylan came to mind."Oh, my God! What had she done? How would I manage to see him face to face after saying all those things about his package and that I really liked his face? I thought, as I took a box with a note that was on the nightstand and that caught my attention. "I hope you enjoy it and it's the first one you call."I opened the box excited imagining the content of the gift.It was a last generation gold vish phone, the most expensive. My high school friends talked a lot about that phone and how difficult it was to acquire it. I never had one, because my father wouldn't let me, but he was dying to have it; so, I got so excited that he wanted to jump, to the point where, if he hadn't had that bad migraine, he would have.I took

Helen narrates.The days passed quickly; besides, I counted them with emotion. I was dying to travel and get to know that wonderful country that I had wanted to know since I was a child.Marina and Amanda constantly asked me out, and from time to time I would go to the fountain to see Alejandro who was waiting for me every night.She was confused yes… it was that the relationship she had with Dylan was so different. She was sure that she loved Alejandro, since he had been my boyfriend for many years, but she was also sure that what she felt for Dylan was not normal; so I thought about letting time run, besides there was little left for the trip and when I got back I had to make a decision, even though I constantly felt bad because I thought I was playing with the feelings of both of them.My mother was happy with the mansion, every day we had breakfast in the garden, surrounded by laughter and trees, as she loved; In addition, we would walk for hours and she would see me exercise in t

Helen narrates.I had fallen asleep on his chest. He was stroking my hair; the cold he was making had me shivering so he woke me up.“Helen my darling, you're shaking” he whispered in my ear.I didn't want that magical moment to ever end. The smell of his chest intoxicated me; I hugged him, never wanting to break that beautiful connection that united us.I got up from his legs to clean myself. The mark that she was no longer a virgin was attached to our bodies, so I went to the bathroom to shower.I kissed him on the lips before walking to the bathroom.The bathroom was spectacular. A tub made of round shaped rocks was waiting for me. I plunged into her and delicately carved my body, closing my eyes remembering each one of her kisses, each one of her looks, each touch, and each penetration so deliciously magical.The water turned red, so I got up and opened the bathroom to make it all go away. Then I looked in a box for a shampoo and washed my hair. And when I was ready, I placed two

Helen narrates.Seeing Dylan like that completely devastated me, and even more so seeing the way he had treated me. His red eyes were about to cry, his hopeless cold gaze and his veins marked by rage, it hurt and hurt a lot.By the time I got to the house, I lay down on the couch crying, wondering where he was and how he felt at that moment. I cried wondering why it was so difficult for him to understand that she loved him like this. It's just that, without the need for him to walk, I accepted it that way and I had shown it to him.I turned on my mobile, which I hadn't turned on since I arrived in Dublin, because I wanted to have peace and not remember my father and the decision he had to make about Alejandro. And despite the fact that by that time I had already made my decision, I had to clarify the whole situation with him; I hoped he would understand, that I had fallen in love with the man who had bought me, even if it sounded absurd, it was true, and I wasn't going to leave his si

Helen narrates.I opened my eyes, trying to realize where I was; I blinked several times to see the room around me, and crossed with reality, I was in my old house. Several weeks had passed since I lived with my mother again, and every morning when I woke up, I felt that feeling that I wasn't where I wanted to be, or simply wasn't with him.Every day of my life, I patiently waited for the time for him to look for me, to tell me that what he had seen was a confusion, and that he only loved me, but no matter how many days passed, and that he was looking in my mobile a message or a call, he just wasn't looking for me. That's how little by little I lost hope.I got up heavily. The last few days I had been very tired, as if I were running a marathon, plus my appetite was increasing every day.I went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went out to the kitchen. My mother had set up a small business in the house; With Arturo's liquidation, she had started selling breakfasts, natural juices