Dylan narrates.He had gone out to see me with the engineer, since he needed to finalize the budget to repair the school, so I had made an appointment with him in a very luxurious bar-restaurant, which he used to frequent.I got to the place before him. I didn't like being late so, a few minutes before he was there; so, while I waited, I ordered a glass of whiskey and a sandwich.I started to look around me, and at one of the tables I saw a woman who made me shudder. She was wearing a tiny royal blue dress, with high silver heels, her hair was loose and fell below her waist, without a doubt she was incredibly beautiful. Too bad she was accompanied.The engineer arrived and we got ready to talk about business, although I couldn't stop seeing the young couple who talked placidly and occasionally laughed. I couldn't stop looking at her, because her features seemed familiar to me, plus the poor girl wouldn't stop drinking and she already seemed a little dizzy.The engineer left and I want
Helen narrates.A hand hugged me tightly by the belly causing me to wake up. I opened my eyes slowly, trying to remember the place where I was, and immediately jumped in amazement."Good heavens!” I screamed as he cupped his hands over my mouth so as not to wake him up.A sleeping Dylan was next to me. He was only wearing boxers, and besides, I was completely naked, which meant that I had had sex with him, oh my god! I thought it had all been a dream, a wonderful dream.I got up cautiously, I really didn't believe that I had had sex with him after what happened, after all the damage he had done to me."What did you do Helen?” I told myself mentally.I tried to remember everything, but I only remembered that I had left the bar because stupid Saul had treated Dylan so badly, and that hurt so much that I went out to defend him.«What a fool», I thought, while I put my hands to my head because of the pain.I took my clothes, which were scattered on the floor, and walked with them to the b
Dylan narrates.I called Camilo on the phone because the pain in my leg was unbearable. The force that he had done the night before had left me with a very painful injury, and he could hardly move me, so I called him to get me."Camilo, come to my apartment please, I need you to come and bring the wheelchair". I told him on the phone.With some difficulty I showered and dressed quickly, remembering the night before with Helen. She had engraved her kisses, her caresses, her skin on mine; he really loved her.Camilo arrived a few minutes later, so I told him to help me get on the chair, and that we also get some painkillers.After going through the pharmacy, I decided to go to Helen's house, since she left just like that, and I didn't want everything to stay like that, not this time. I needed us to talk, and we would.I got out of the car with my cane, I could no longer hide that I was walking, why? There was no reason to do it. She had seen the night before.I got to the door and knock
Helen narrates.Margarita took me to a room, while Amanda and Marina's witches went to their room. I was afraid to be there, but I knew that she had to control me, she seemed crazy, and my nerves had me wild.A great weight fell off my shoulders when I told Dylan that he was the father of my child. It was as if a thousand kilos of cement left my side, although the look and the hatred that emanated from his eyes hurt me a lot. It wasn't entirely my fault, though. I had gone that day to tell him, but Marina told me that he was happy with Amanda, and I… I just let him be happy.We got to a room, and I was shaking. He did not know exactly why he had a fever, although he had a feeling that it was because of the emotional shock he had had.“Mrs. Helen, take a bath, you'll see that the child will get better, yes? Take a bath while I prepare a hot soup for you and look for some clothes for you” Margarita told me sweetly.I nodded without answering, wanting to finish quickly to see my son. I w
Dylan narrates.My heart was beating a thousand an hour. It's just that knowing that there was a person who came from me was the most pleasant feeling I could have; so, knowing that he was there, in that bed about to die, was the most immense pain he could feel. I did not understand why fate had insisted on making me suffer. I had already lost so much, I just hoped that God would take pity on my soul, and so I could be happy, and for that I needed and wanted that little boy to live.With trembling hands, I approached him to take his hand, which was cold, I supposed because of the cold weather in the room. Then, I looked at his delicate face, he was wearing a blanket over his head, covering the wound he had sustained. The devices connected to it sounded in endless rhythms that hurt my soul.He was so small, that just knowing that he was going through all that makes me shudder. He did not understand life. There were people are, so wicked and twisted walking through the world as calm as
Helen narrates.Even though I tried to apologize to Dylan, he didn't want to, and in a way I understood. And it should not be easy for him to know that he had a five-year-old son, and not having seen him grow up. But fuck! I had tried to tell him, but his hideous sister wouldn't let me. And although I had to keep insisting, she won my pride, and then I didn't know what to do.I loved Dylan and knowing that he was never with Amanda awoke the desire to fight for him, although I didn't know if he would ever forgive me; but nope He had to. What I wanted most was for the three of us to be happy and calm together like the family we were, and I didn't know what he would do but he would manage to do it. I was laughing to myself, because if he had forced me to marry him before, at that moment I was the one who wanted to force him.I leaned back in the chair, but not before seeing it out of the corner of my eye. He was there by my side, expecting to see his son the next day, and that filled me
Dylan narrates.I felt so good, despite my sister's betrayal. And it is that everything was taking the desired course in my story; my son was fine, and I wanted to dedicate myself one hundred percent to him. I never wanted to be separated from him, ever.I left the clinic. I needed to unmask Marina; Besides, I wanted to talk to Gonzalo, tell him that Helen's son was my son, but not only for that, but also because I needed little Dylan to bear my last name, and for the whole world to find out that Dylan Mayora had an heir.Upon arriving at the mansion, I saw Margarita crying, and Maria with her trying to comfort her."What's wrong Margarita? Why do you have a broken lip?” I asked her, concerned."Mrs. Marina...”I looked at her shocked.“What about Marina? Where is she?” I asked fearing the answer.“She's gone, sir, she and Mrs. Amanda ran away. I tried to stop them, but Marina hit me. They took the money from her safe and all the jewelry...”I almost ran up to my room, to search behin
Helen narrates.After Dylan left to sort out his business, I started checking my cell phone. I had several messages from my friend Lina, asking me to call her, asking why she had left the bar like that, and a lot of other things, but I didn't answer her. I was terribly upset with her; first, she left me alone with Saul, and then she completely disappeared. Thank God Dylan was there that day, or I wouldn't know he would have been me.Dylan, my Dylan... Just remembering him made my panties wet. That man turned my world upside down.I continued reading the messages, and I realized that I had one from Saul. He didn't know who had given him my number, although he guessed Lina, who else? Well, she was the only one who knew him apart from me. I didn't care about that message, although she apologized and asked to talk to me, I completely ignored it to write to my boss; telling him what a huge inconvenience I had and that my son was in the hospital, that he would barely be able to work again,