Todos los capítulos de A Lifetime With Her : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

DARLA'S POVI stood frozen, unable to move or speak, as Mrs. Gomez's harsh words cut through the quiet. Her piercing emerald green eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and her pale skin appeared even paler with anger. "Leave this house immediately, you slut!”The guards dragged me out of the grand Gomez Mansion, their cold and unforgiving grip bruising my arms, the sound of my struggles echoing off the marble floors.What's going on? What have I done?My mind raced with questions. But I knew one thing was for sure, I was no slut.My gray eyes flickered up to meet the guards holding me up, hoping to get a hint of explanation from them, but their cold demeanor made me uneasy, and I recognized the sudden change in their behavior. The massive villa, its grand walls and gardens were a stark contrast to my confusion once we got to the entrance. Mrs. Gomez and Amaya approached me, their faces angry.Amaya's vicious anger spilled out. Her dark hair seemed to whip around her face as she spat out

The knocking on the door grew louder, more insistent, like a drumbeat in my chest. My heart raced as I felt the panic rise up my throat. It was as if they were on the verge of breaking down the door. I could hear the wood creaking under the pressure.They're going to kill us. This is it. This is the end for us!My mom's voice trembled as she handed me a bag. "Darla, listen, you have to leave. Now!" She said hastily.I could see the fear in her eyes, but also a determination that made me trust her.I refused, tears welling up in my eyes. "What about you?” I could feel my voice cracking as I spoke.As we stood there, the sound of footsteps echoed outside, heavy and menacing. My mother's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze filled with a mix of fear and determination. "I have to stay back and stall them. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll meet up with you soon.”She has always been my rock… and I don't think I'm ready to let go of her. “No, mom! I can't do this on my own, and I won't let you st

DANIEL'S POVTWO DAYS AFTER THE INCIDENT WITH DARLAI returned home beaming with excitement. Finally I'm back, and I can't wait to meet Darla. It has only been two days but I missed her company.As I entered the mansion, accompanied by my bodyguards, I spotted Amaya on the staircase. Her face lit up with a bright smile, and she rushed towards me, arms open for a warm hug. We embraced, and her infectious laughter filled the air."I've missed you so much, brother!" she exclaimed.I replied with sheer happiness, "It's great to be back. I missed home too." “So, how was New York?” Amaya inquired politely.“Don't worry, I bought gifts for you all.” I assured her.As we chatted, our conversation was filled with laughter, but my mind kept wandering to Darla. Where was she?Mother emerged from the dining room, welcoming me back with a warm hug. "How was the business deal?" she asked.I simply replied, "It went well.”Amaya's eyes sparkled with excitement, "More wealth for us, then?" she asked

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW I paced back and forth outside the ICU room, my heart racing with anxiety. It had been an hour since I made the deposit, and Mrs. Matthew was still in surgery. My palms were sweaty, and for the first time in a long time, I found myself silently praying to God. She had to pull through; I needed her to. She was my only hope for finding Darla. I took a seat, my gaze fixed on the red light outside the ICU room, indicating that the surgery was still ongoing. Suddenly, a doctor and nurse burst out of the room, their faces etched with concern, sweat dripping from their brows, and their gloves stained with blood. Their eyes were wide with terror, and I immediately jumped to my feet. "We need more blood! We're losing her!" the doctor yelled to the nurse as they rushed forward, ignoring my frantic questions. What is going on in there? My heart was racing even faster, I felt like I might be on the verge of a heart attack. Losing her? That can't be. She can't die. I ne

DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW I rushed to the hospital after receiving a call that Mrs. Matthew had finally awoken and was stable. It has been a week since my last visit, and I have been keeping a low profile, noticing that Amaya and my mother were watching my every move. As I arrived at the door of Mrs. Matthew's VIP ward, I took a deep breath and knocked before entering. Inside, I met a nurse tending to Mrs. Matthew, who immediately locked eyes with me. Her face turned pale with anger, and she hurled the nurse's equipment at me. "Get out of here!" she yelled, throwing a used injection syringe in my direction. I dodged swiftly, my eyes wide with surprise. The nurse tried to calm her down, but Mrs. Matthew was beyond consolation. "Tell this wicked man to leave! I don't want to see him!" she shouted, throwing a pair of scissors and her pillow at me. Her breathing was ragged, but I managed to dodge the objects as I approached her, my heart racing with concern. "Ma'am, please calm down.