Lahat ng Kabanata ng JUST LOVERS: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

OLIVIA."My name is Tony Urdaneta. It is a pleasure." The guy came closer and extended his hand.I gave him mine, we shook them and he sat down next to me, not very close, but there he was, accompanying me that new year on one of the biggest and highest rooftops in all of Maracaibo."Olivia Quintero, the pleasure is mine. I guess you're a co-worker of Mom's." I wanted to strike up a conversation and all I could think of was to say something obvious.He smiled and I looked at him more closely, I noticed that he was not ugly, but not beautiful either. I was sure that his face was not from here. He had foreign features, but I couldn't identify where he was from. I wanted to ask him because his last name was Latin«Urdaneta...», I repeated mentallyThe Urdaneta were the owners of the real estate company where my mother worked and the hosts of the celebration that had brought us there."I'm part of the company's board of directors."I nodded, I was already afraid of that."That is, she wor

CARL.A second went by, then another second looking at her and I burst out laughing lightly. I didn't expect that question. Not even coming from her, let alone in such a direct way.But when I went to answer, my smile faded."I don't have one." I sighed and looked down at my plate, picking up the bread to finish it once and for all.She nodded, looking quizzical."What happened to her?" I looked at her. "Mark told me." She shrugged her shoulders.«What?» I mentally asked myself. «How does my ten-year-old son know I had a girlfriend if I never introduced her to him?» We didn't have time for that to happen.What's more, just the last day she and I were together, we precisely talked about it, about finding the time for a meeting between the three of us."Don't be surprised, huh?" she said to me. "Children know everything, they seem like little wizards."“What did he tell you?""His dad has a girlfriend, but he doesn't know her yet."I was overwhelmed. Really, very overwhelmed. How was th

NANCY.As soon as we got inside, Tony took over, as he always did. However, this time he couldn't beat me. Even though it wasn't such a smart move to be there, seeing Olivia among those people changed everything. If I messed things up before, if my intimate or love life wasn't any good and hadn't been for a long time, I had no reason to let others fare badly.Carl and Olivia had me dazzled for a while now, since the first time they —even— met. Watching them, witnessing their ways, the way they look at each other, the desire was forming between them, those clandestine, nocturnal and city encounters they planned, all of them, from my restaurant as a starting point... and now witnessing their separation as well (something I saw coming after I found out what happened), made me feel I had the power to touch some deep sides of both of them. Olivia didn't have to be there and I was betting anything that Tony Urdaneta had everything to do with it. He is a master, a malevolent master of seduct

NANCY.Now it was my turn.I had to leave as soon as I saw an opportunity, but I wasn't quite sure when that would be.I managed to get Olivia out of there. I gave myself a star for the merit of convincing her.Her face seemed to be connecting the dots and understanding the signs, perhaps remembering things I didn't even know, but they worked perfectly to get her out of the building as soon as possible. I did well.I joined the group as much as I could.I sang, I danced, I chatted, I took pictures with Romeo's cell phone... I needed to know if Tony had noticed that Olivia left because of me. The blond didn't seem to have caught my intentions, however, he is a smart guy, and and to underestimate him would be a sovereign stupidity.It was 01:00 AM on January 06 and the city was still emanating light and noise.Despite how high up we were, from there, the breeze brought noise and divine weather that I wanted to catch and keep with me.My contacts at La Napolitana had told me that the par

OLIVIA.My boss had been writing and calling me since December 3rd, exposing the idea of accompanying him and other employees to a corporate meeting to be held on January 6th in Margarita Island.It was not a problem for me to attend, however (something that seemed as unbelievable as it was stupid), I was experiencing some inconveniences in my apartment with the gas connection.Several floors of that building were suffering the same thing, and it seemed crazy for me to leave under the circumstances.The money from the spill for the repairs, the monitoring of the work that perhaps had to be done from inside each floor... After shooting, I had become very popular in the hallway whispers and the paranoia of being mentioned by neighbors made me feel far beyond stressed. It was as if the gas inconvenience was my fault.But work is important too, something I didn't forget or put aside. My boss, when he found out what I was going through (about the gas, I didn't tell anyone the reason for my