Helen narrates.I got up very energetic, although my head hurt a little. However, even though everything that had happened had definitely been something tragic and painful, especially for my mother, I felt that at that moment I could be happy; although there was still Amanda and Marina, he would have to ask Dylan about them. It couldn't be possible that after what they did, they were calm.I pushed all the negative thoughts out of my head and went straight to the shower. It was incredibly early, it was just breaking dawn, but the habit of getting up to go to work was something I couldn't help but do, so I bathed cautiously, avoiding wetting the wound on my head.Since I knew that Dylan was home, I put on short pajamas; a silk short that went together with a soft and very sexy shirt. She had to do whatever it took to get Dylan back, anything, so she was willing to start with that plan.After relieving myself, I went straight to the kitchen. I was surprised not to see my mother up, sinc
Helen narrates.Several days had passed since we moved into the apartment. I had started my work again, and my mother had made friends with the door attendant. She noticed that she was better, and she spent the time talking to him day and night, which I liked a lot, because she didn't feel so alone and that was the important thing.As for Dylan junior, he was much better, since the bandage had been removed from his head and his pale face was history. That thanks to the millions of juices and vitamins that we were giving him, and as always because of the tycoon buying him with a toy; he had a room full of them.My ex-husband spent all his time pampering him, taking him to the movies and buying him whatever he wanted. I told him that he was going to spoil him, but he kept saying that if he didn't spoil him, who would, besides that he wanted to make up for lost time; At that moment, he didn't have to answer because even when he remembered it, he looked at me wanting to kill me.A new day
Dylan narrates.That big day, like every year, a gala party was organized where all the high-end people, governors, businesspeople, and countless people with a lot of money would attend. Since I had spent many years without going, due to the five years that I lost in the sadness caused by the separation with Helen, I decided to introduce them to society. And not only for that, but I also decided to go back and propose to my Helen.She remembered very clearly when we were in Dublin and she, with shining eyes, had looked at that couple who was proposing a hand, wanting to be the girl who shared the joy of marrying as God intended, and not being forced at the whim of a disabled person.Yes, I still regretted that a bit, although thanks to my whim, at that moment I was enjoying the joy of having a family and making them live that special moment that I stole. Although she knew that she had been upset and tired because all this time I made her believe that she didn't love her, and it was al
Helen narrates.After dropping Dylan off at the mansion, we headed off in a van to a special place he wanted to show me.I was sitting in the passenger seat with a blindfold on, nervously holding my dear Dylan's hand.When we reached our destination and I got out of the car, the cool breeze ruffles my hair and an exquisite melody fill my ears, as if they were the waves of the sea breaking on the shore. The aroma of salt water filled my nostrils, and the breeze made my body bristle.I walked down a rocky road until we finally came to a stop. He gently removed the blindfold and what I saw with my own eyes was something I couldn't believe. It was a wonderful two-story house, illuminated by headlights."Do you like it?” The tycoon asked, taking me by the hand, to drag me inside him."Oh, my love I love it!” I expressed to turn around and kiss him.He kissed me gladly and then he picked me up, taking me into the house in his arms, as he had dreamed of in the past.He took me up the stairs
Helen narrates.There I was once again, in front of the mirror, while my mother helped me fix my hair. Thanks to my dear pregnancy, which I had to clarify, I felt absolutely nothing but hunger. Unlike Dylan's pregnancy, that one alone made me very sleepy and craved sweets. Where had I stayed? Ah yes, back on topic; I was there in front of the mirror, getting ready for my wedding.Yes, we had to advance her before my belly grew too big, because I was sure that would happen very soon, since the dress was a little tight on me and I was barely almost two months pregnant."You look beautiful, my girl" my mother told me, accommodating the long train that was attached to the dress. I told you that everything was going to be in her place.At this I smiled at her because all those years she told me the same thing, and at that moment I understood why she said that."Thank you, mom, I'm nervous” I expressed with a blush. I was getting married for the first time, but for me it was yes, since that
Helen narrates.The next morning when I opened my eyes, Dylan was not by my side. He was used to getting up early, so at five in the morning he was awake, so I got up to clean up quickly and look for him.She hadn't toured the beautiful house, which seemed small but cozy; so, when I left the room, my eyes were filled with wonder at what I was seeing. There was a beautiful spa you could visualize because the walls were made of glass. I kept walking amazed and I was much more surprised to see a huge bubbling pool, it seemed unreal, plus a few other rooms that I didn't see because I was desperate looking for the kitchen or the living room that I never found. I didn't understand where I was, the only thing I could see was a staircase that led to the upper floor, but wasn't I already on the upper floor? I didn't understand anything, last night I was so asleep that I didn't realize where Dylan had taken me.Then I was going up the stairs to find myself in a huge room, with paintings and fur
Dylan narrates.My eyes snapped open, and the first thing that came to mind was Helen and my baby in her womb. I looked to my side, and there she was, her fragile body was battered; she could only think about whether she was alive. I touched her desperate pulse, and she was still alive, I got out of the car that the entire front part had been smashed to get out my wife, who was bleeding from her forehead. Desperate to know that she was okay, I took her into my arms. I tried to wake her up, but she didn't react; In those moments, my heart beat a thousand per hour.It was a lonely road and, as expected, the car that hit us was gone.I walked with her in my arms, desperate for a doctor to see her, until a car took pity on me and took us to a clinic.All the way to the clinic, I kept praying to God that she and my son were okay. I checked her body desperate for her, looking for if she had a broken bone or a bruise, but no, I only saw the blow on her forehead, and she didn't react.“A doct
Dylan narrates.Margarita's voice calling me took me out of my thoughts.“Mr. Dylan, Mr. Dylan, the lady just woke up!”I felt my body tense up. I wanted to run, but I was sitting there, unable to move from shock. After coping with the situation, I got up and ran out. I ran so hard as if they were chasing me. I was breathing hard, and I felt tears of happiness welling up in my eyes.When I got to the room, everyone was outside. I saw my son Dylan crying and Andrea sobbing. They all looked at me with an expression of terror that worried me. At that moment, I saw Gonzalo talking to the doctor.I looked at them all in disbelief, unable to understand anything. I entered the room and saw the reason.Helen was curled up in a fetal position, crying. She had ripped off all the pathways that monitored her and she was staring at nothing.“Helen my love, my queen, how are you feeling?” I went over to kiss her, hug her. She looked at me as if she didn't know me and blurted out a few words that le