Semua Bab Taboo Dance : Bab 21 - Bab 29

Eduardo was driving at high speed toward the clinic. The dizziness and the excessive blood loss made me lose consciousness, or perhaps it was the sheer panic of bleeding so heavily while enduring an unbearable pain in my abdomen. When I woke up, I was in a hospital room, accompanied by a nurse with a bitter expression on her face.I felt as if I were drugged. The light bothered me. I no longer felt any pain. I tried to get up, but the nurse brusquely told me that I could not move because they had performed a procedure after I had suffered a miscarriage.I felt torn by conflicting emotions. For the first time, I realized how much the pregnancy had meant to me; yet at the same time, I felt an enormous weight lift from my shoulders. I would not have to live with the uncertainty of not knowing who my child’s father was. I would not have to postpone my dance studies. And above all, I would not be bound for life to either of the Marín de la Cruz brothers.As I was thinking about all of that

Several weeks have passed and everything remains the same. The doctor has not yet discharged me and I must continue with moderate rest. I cannot wait to be well enough to return to my job and my modern dance classes, even though Eduardo insists that he can support me and that it is not necessary for me to work.My boyfriend’s insistence on supporting me bothers me greatly. I have already decided to leave behind the slavery to which Cristian had subjected me. I want to be as free as possible and do the things I want without having to answer to anyone.Eduardo has also insisted that we have a child. I told him that for the time being I did not want to become pregnant again because the miscarriage had been very traumatic for me. While that is true, it is not the only reason. For now, I do not want to have children because I want to accept the scholarship Jane awarded me to study professional modern dance in New York.My lawyer is handling all the necessary procedures so that I can divorc

Eduardo is in a coma. After I kissed him and told him I loved him, he lost consciousness. I reacted badly. I began screaming hysterically. When the medical staff arrived, they asked me to leave the room. At first I refused. Finally, I came to my senses.When I calmed down, I went to see Jane. She was still hospitalized at the clinic. She was having panic attacks and was in severe shock. She was going to spend the night there, and depending on her progress, she would be discharged the next day.Then I went back to see Eduardo. After insisting for a long time, they finally let me in. He looked like a sleeping prince, and I kissed him gently, thinking he would wake up like in fairy tales. He did not. He remained in a coma.I went to Eduardo’s apartment. I barely slept. The day had been extremely intense. My only friend had been tortured by the man who was once my husband. He had also tried to kill my boyfriend, who was now in critical condition because of the gunshot wounds he had suffer

I was nervous. The prosecutor’s office had summoned me to testify again. Claudia, my lawyer, told me there was nothing to fear. She has the version in which I shot Cristian in self-defense. Neither Jane nor I have told her the truth. It is better this way. The fewer people who know the real story, the better for everyone.I arrived at the prosecutor’s office with my lawyer. He asked me about what had happened on the day my ex-husband died and my lover was left in a coma. I stuck to my version. Then he asked what my relationship with my former spouse had been like. I told him that I had decided to leave him, but that he insisted I stay with him. I reminded him that he had previously kidnapped me and that, as a result of that, I had suffered a miscarriage.Afterward, he asked me about my relationship with Eduardo. I admitted that we were lovers. I clarified that I did not know he was my brother-in-law when we began our relationship. I saw censure in the prosecutor’s eyes. Perhaps it was

I thought the legal ordeal would be easier and shorter, but it wasn’t because of the intervention of the Marín de la Cruz family. They tried to build a case against me, accusing me of killing Cristian and Eduardo in cold blood. The investigation did not favor them, and I was cleared of all charges.The joy of having no legal matters pending was overshadowed by Eduardo’s death. It wasn’t sudden. Little by little, his involuntary movements diminished; his temperature kept dropping, as did his pulse and blood pressure, among other signs.I was working at Eduardo’s apartment when I received a call telling me he was in critical condition. They said I should get there quickly if I wanted to say goodbye. I grabbed my purse and ran out to the car, driving faster than usual, then rushed to the unit where my boyfriend was hospitalized.When I arrived, the doctor and medical staff were in the room. I asked them to leave me alone with Eduardo so I could say goodbye. They agreed. Once I was alone