Throwing the documents he was holding to his desk, Stefan sat on his sliding chair in a single motion. He couldn't believe it,m, he swore he couldn't believe it. Laughing, Ricardo came in behind his friend. “What´s going with you, Stefan?” Ricardo asked. “What are you laughing at, imbecile?”“Hey, hey, don’t take that out on me!” Stefan sighed. His friend was right, Stefan could take it out on anyone but his friend, the only who had been there for him in his most terrible moments. “Happens that I hate that woman! I swear I can’t stand her, and in these 15 days I have to see her every single day are going like 30 damn days!” Ricardo laughed so hard, getting his friend’s Stefan. “What are you laughing at?” “I’m laughing at the fact of you finally finding someone as good as you, or even better. You’re found your reflection, Stefan!” “What are you talking about, Ricardo? What do you mean by ‘better than me’?“What I want to say is if that girl has the strength to face you in front

In a world full of just appearances, there was just one thing she could do and that was fake it, fake it as everyone was doing at that celebration because it was enough to see the most untrue familiarity that the people there treated each other, it was enough for anyone to see the false smiles and the false looks but at the same time those looks also declared what they were indeed feeling towards each other. It wasn’t that Maria Fernanda had grown in that environment, surrounded by those kinds of people that just knew how to be there because of their own profit and not really because they wished to be there. And even though there wasn’t anything good in the world of Maria Fernanda, she was different, she always wished to be treated with honesty, she always had wished to get married because of love and not because of circumstances forcing her to do so, something like a document that made her do that. And for a moment she believed she had lived as she always wished to until the man s

Right away, Maria Fernanda’s smile changed its direction and as soon as she felt the eyes of someone else on her, she realized that it was none other than Mr. de la Barrera. The great Stefan de la Barrera was walking up to them firmly. Finally, he had seen them interacting. “Oh! Stefan! What a pleasure to see you.” Elijah greeted as false as he could to show him how sick his presence made him. “I hadn’t had the time to greet you because-”“Thank you so much for coming.” Stefan faced him, cutting him off. The two men looked at each other without anything else to say. Everything that they wanted to one another was already printed in their eyes. “Did you finish talking to you people?” Elijah asked shamelessly. “What are you doing here? You said you couldn’t come.”“Oh! That means that you’re really into all the things I do and the things I don’t?”Stefan didn’t say anything else. “I just saw your companion all by herself and thought that it wouldn’t be okay for her to feel like that

Suddenly, among all the clouded images she could see with her eyes slightly opened after she started waking up from the blackout, she could see that face that seemed a little more attractive than she remembered. Suddenly, he was more attractive than anyone. The same one who was looking at her, and never imagined she was waking up just to see that image.Nervously, she moved between the arms of the person who had rescued her from falling into that abyss. Her eyes claimed with every single blink for that reality she wasn’t yet aware. She felt her body fragile. And the people who had seen everything, the same people who had been enjoying that party, but couldn’t help but feel called for the voices gathering around some meters away. With slow steps they approached the man who was on the groud, it was Stefan who was squatting down and two more people fighting to be heard by him: his grandmother and some other companion. Immediately, as if the entire people were connected in some way to

Rushly, the car continued its way to the hospital, feeling how instability made Stefan’s body its prey. From time to time he looked at Maria Fernanda like he was making sure that she was still there when she was deeply sleeping next to him. In Stefan’s mind he just wanted to think that he was looking at her just because it was a way to see how she was, but inside of him, deeply inside of him he knew the reason was afar different and it had to do something with what he had discovered as soon as her body had fallen in his arms like she was some kind of a Cinderella. Something was wrong with her and for the first time, he cared about someone and this someone was a woman.“We’re almost there, Maria Fernanda,” he said as she was listening to him. “ I said I shouldn’t have mercy or compassion for people like you, " he continued explaining to her, but more than being an explanation to her it was an explanation to himself. “But I’m here, Maria Fernanda, I’m not a bad guy, right?”Once again