Elisabeth. “Oh, fuck you, Alex, you're boring as fuck! '' Thomas speaks, very irritated with his brother.We got to the airport for our trip about two hours ago and all of a sudden these two started fighting over something I have no idea what it is.'' Guys, for God's sake, stop your childish fighting. Dylan scolds, a tone so calm it draws both of their attention.“It's Thomas's fault, Dylan. He keeps picking on me about stupid things.” Alex crosses his arms."Not my fucking fault!"Dylan rolls his eyes, tired of this stupid, pointless fight.'' I don't care whose fault it is, I want you to stop it now. His tone is serious and the other two snort, complying with the order, but not before sticking their tongues out at each other. They are really childish when they want to be.We are going to France. I've always wanted to visit this place and it looks like the boys have a house there, so the decision was unanimous. We all had to wake up very early to get organized and I was surprised

Elisabeth.I immediately leave the garden, feeling a severe headache. I can't be so crazy as to hallucinate, that can't happen, no way. I enter the mansion quickly and pass by Dylan, without saying anything, and I bump into Jessica for being properly inattentive.“Girl, what's the rush? she asks, rubbing her shoulder from the impact.“N''no big deal. '' I avert my eyes and stare at the floor, I don't have the courage to face her, even though I know that everything was just an illusion. "I just have a headache." I'll lie down for a bit.'' All is well then. Take some medicine and go to sleep. She smiles and walks away, leaving me alone in the hallway.I rub my forehead and decide to go to the library. Maybe reading a book can distract me a little. I walk a little slowly and, as I enter, I look around, surprised to see Lorenzo lying on the leather sofa with his legs up, with prescription glasses and reading. I walk over to him, and he takes his attention from his book and stares at me,

Elisabeth. Five years later.My eyes feel very heavy and it bothers me a lot. I scramble on the bed and finally manage to open them, immediately irritating them with the glare. I take several deep breaths and try to open them again, this time managing to stare at the white ceiling.I died? Where am I?I blink a few times to try to get used to the brightness, and look around, realizing that I'm in what looks like a hospital room. Why am I here? Where are the boys? I hear the door open and I look to the side, finding a nurse carrying an auxiliary cart with a small IV and a few other instruments, and, as soon as she faced me, she gave a loud scream, which made me close my eyes due to the pain. in my head.'' My God! You finally woke up. she says, all euphoric. '' I'll be right back! He quickly left the room, leaving me completely alone again. I sigh and feel my throat extremely dry. I'm dying to drink water and eat something delicious, my stomach is hurting from hunger. Once again the

Elisabeth. Disbelieving, Lorenzo runs to me and hugs me tightly.'' My love, you finally woke up. He kisses my shoulder and remains wrapped in my arms.“L''L''Lorenzo… I can't breathe right.Quickly release me.'' Sorry my love. '' He smiled. “I still can't believe you're finally awake and here with us, alive. I give him a smile. “Yes, I finally woke up. I look at the others, who are still frozen in place. "Aren't you even going to give me a hug?"They blink and quickly come to me, the four of them hug me tight.“Elisa!” You woke up! Thomas kisses my forehead.'' Yes, Tom '' after five years.Christopher kisses the tip of my nose.“We miss you so much, my love. You have no idea how much we miss you.I smile at that.“I missed you too. A lot, even.Dylan places a kiss on my shoulder and Alex on my forehead.'' It was a great torment to be without you in our life. Dylan says, smirking. “Now we've got her back and we're not going to let her go again.I run my thumb across her cheek.'

Elisabeth Christopher parks the car and soon we go downstairs. I look around and see the huge facade of the restaurant in front of me, then looking at them, with a not good face.“You guys really like to spend money.They all give a relaxed laugh. “There's nothing wrong with that, my love.” Dylan comes over to me. “You need to eat well after days and days of eating hospital food. I wrinkle my nose. If they get poor, it's not my fault. '' Well, let's go inside '' Lorenzo puts his hand on my back and guides me into the restaurant. The place is huge. Decorated with classic furniture, round tables and chairs upholstered in navy blue, the salon is spacious and has a purely French decor. The walls are light with details in gold and there is a beautiful huge crystal chandelier set in the center, giving the room a good light. We were guided to a table at the back, next to one of the windows, which gives a privileged view of the Eiffel Tower, which I remember not having time to visit whe