— Yes, it's true that I'm pregnant, but my child isn't Thiago's, I assured. And I'm tired of all these tabloid news.— Oh, I always trusted Enredadera magazine so much, Diego said, overwhelmed.— They're just as sensationalist as the rest, utterly pathetic, I grumbled irritably. Just then, a group of men in business suits approached Diego.— We've come for you, they said after greeting him, speaking in Spanish.— This is Lisa, a friend who attends the same boarding school. She'll be coming with us, Diego explained, and the men simply nodded without further questioning.— Nice to meet you, Lisa Miere, I replied, shaking hands to greet and introduce myself.During the journey to the university, I could only think about how much my life had changed, what would happen if I decided not to go back, and instead give my child a better life and education. Finally, I would forget about Thiago and the agency. But then how would I be charged for the money they had paid for my course? Everything w

I returned to the room with a lump in my throat—my mind was so volatile, and the desperation I felt made me think many things. I couldn't conceive in my mind the convenient coincidence with Diego, and everything surrounding him—sitting right beside me, talking to me claiming to know who I was, studying the same course as me, the attire of the person who picked him up, his interest in me, the call that showed nervousness—everything was too confusing.— Thiago, answer me — I wrote trying to calm my anxiety.— Yes, Lisa, I'll sort it out tomorrow, please rest, everything will be fine — he replied after a while.— Thiago, I don't want to be here — I wrote, immersed in tears, the anguish was annihilating me.Thiago didn't respond and that hurt more, as only he could save me from so many worries he had imposed on me. Even though I understood that it was all for my good, that I had to study, that it was an excellent opportunity, no matter how much I controlled myself and told myself that I w

Thiago's words were becoming increasingly confusing— I wanted to keep asking, keep talking to him, but I had to stay on the sidelines of the situation and not overwhelm him with my own contradictory emotions. When I found Lucia in the dining room the next morning, she didn't hesitate to interrogate me about what I really didn't want to talk about.And then I also told her what had happened with my pregnancy and how I felt about Thiago, and she hugged me, showing me trust.— Like a movie, friend, but what does this handsome Thiago feel for you? What do you plan to do with him? Admire him from afar? — she interrogated.— No, Clara, with Thiago, I only want to marry him, love him forever, give him the love he hasn't received, but it's very confusing. I know he loves me because he has been more than good to me, but I don't know if he will ever really divorce and decide to share his millionaire life with me — I said sadly.— But darling, if the magazine today reported that he's getting a d

— Two months later —My message declaring my love had been in vain; Thiago never responded, nor did he send me the money to pay Diego. However, Diego never charged me. Every day I saw him, he assured me that as soon as we were in Mexico, I would pay him, and he always said not to worry. But in reality, I felt very embarrassed.I heard about Thiago thanks to the magazine news. However, lately, they had stopped putting his picture on the front page and only published some relevant aspects, such as the downfall of his agency, his divorce, which was wrapped up in a series of legal, financial, and family problems, and otherwise nonsense like his visits to bars, always alone, just like me, who was lately isolated from my two friends because my belly was starting to show, making it difficult for me to walk. I didn't have the same energy or desire to move from place to place, although they were always taking care of me, even helping me with course assignments, which I sometimes couldn't do du

— Did this idiot do anything bad to you? — He asked after concluding the hug. Lucía hugged me too, and I was equally surprised. I knew that if I didn't hold myself together, I might do something crazy, but I didn't have the energy to fight, even though I felt completely deceived by Diego. So, I could only answer without any emotion.— He didn't do anything bad to me. I just thought he was truly my friend. — I watched as both of their smiles disappeared upon my response. Diego was beginning to understand how much his deception had hurt me, as he had quickly become dear to me.— I just needed to protect you, — Thiago assured, also understanding how much his lie was hurting me. — Did you really think I would send you here completely defenseless? I only wanted to get you away from the press.— There was no need to lie, Thiago. You have no idea how grateful I was because I thought I had found a friend as good as James.— You're a jerk, — Lucía added, also annoyed with Diego for deceiving m