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TWO MONTHS LATER“Something tells me that there are two very hungry people, Suzy... "sing Gabby when she appears through the door with two dormant packets in her arms.Gabby invades the office of my apartment without worrying about the cardboard boxes that guard my future move, and that lined up in the four corners of the walls, smiling openly even with the uncomfortable crying of two children at the same time. They are wrapped in wraps of the same color, because I didn't want to prematurely define the color my children should use "like blue for Adam and pink for Eylem; both are in red.I ask Gabby about Hunter's whereabouts, in which she gestures with her shoulders, going around the table so I can carry the babies. She says that my husband may be in the bath, or in the room he has been using as a studio for his photos, or simply resting. She cheerfully nods to Colton and Penelope sitting in front of me, both with expressions of pure charm when seeing the babies.Penelope sighs passio
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“Listen, Mika. I want you to calm down. This is nothing but drama and emotional blackmail, it's soon over. And Grandma hit you for believing she's not strong. Have you ever thought how many times she and our mother fought and kept talking?”"This is not about mom," she sighs, calming down. "Our grandmother is dying, Suzy. She doesn't have any more time. She can't worry anymore. You can no longer have to stay away from your grandchildren because they are contrary to what her daughter wanted. She always wanted us to have someone to take care of us, but she also believes that this someone has to be a man, and all I want is to offer her some comfort before it's too late and that this guilt tear me apart inside.”That's what it is.Guilt made me make hasty decisions, but if I had had another choice... If I could have prevented the worst things in my life from happening... I understand what my sister means, but I can't help but shudder.My family is too conservative for a woman who succeeds
My Foreign Husband The End (POV Hunter)
I listen to her steps before she appears on the door frame, balancing herself in high heels that highlight the entire length of her naked thighs.Leaning with one hand on the wall, she watches me for a long time, from where I am kneeling waiting for her, venerating her.She's in no hurry. You know that I am, more than ever, willing to drown in any delight that your newly discovered sexual hunger is inclined to offer me.Therefore, I take this as an invitation to record every inch of her body in underwear made of leather and latex. She is wearing a black bodice with braided buckles that settles around her breasts as the perfect design of a heart, leaving her lap raised and more inviting than she has ever been. Black hair is hidden for some reason under a blonde wig that barely reaches your jaw, but that matches perfectly with your idea of innovation.I'm pretty sure I have my eyes shining when I notice the garter belt that connects in her tiny panties, considering that she worries about
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Rapunzel was my favorite fairy tale in childhood.Part of my stupid innocence believed that there was nothing more beautiful than waiting for years until true love was able to find me.On the long-awaited day, I would certainly be combing my hair in front of a mirror adorned with ivory, and when my prince reached me in the highest tower of a forgotten castle, his golden hair would shine with the purest gold color. He would save me from that incessant wait and, taking me in his arms with all the care with which a flower is harvested, he would gallop us on his white horse among the endless lawns and plains.The script was perfect, I just needed to find someone who could follow him my way.One fact is that Rapunzel was not ceased to be my favorite tale for having understood that there was nothing more sexist than demanding that a helpless girl wait for her savior, spending her time on female futilities. Much less for having waited for a stereotype that would never inhabit the real world.
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Seconds of a distressing infinity later, I heard the door sucking the air behind me while it was open and resounding the soft music of the bar for the silent night. I prepared to fight the torpedo in my voice.“ Why?” I asked, without raising my head. My tears bathed much of the fabric on my legs, and I had no disposition to give them the freedom to run through my baby blue suit.An impatient sound resonated on my back.“Are you really so pathetic?” replied Dean, so sharply that I jumped over the icy concrete. “I'm tired of hearing you chatter about the crappy job you shouldn't even have. Come on, Suzy! Do you know how many people would kill each other to get to where you arrived? And besides, how did you get anywhere with an IQ so lower than an animal? I said several times that I would never fit into your stupid little plans. I don't want to and I won't marry a frigid and dumb woman, deal with it.”I didn't know how to deal. I didn't know what to say. I just closed my eyes and let my
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Stopped obediently behind the red line, I face the yellow stripe a little in front of my feet, and I breathe slowly, ignoring the dangerous and shiny tracks below where I am. Even without knowing where to go, I remain standing on the empty platform of the subway station, knowing that coming home alone will yield me nothing but more tears and inconformation. I need time, and I need to forget tonight, relieve the tension with a passage to any other place.The big screen marks midnight and a half. It's only five minutes until the last subway appears, and there is no one but me, just under ten people squeezing themselves in their heavy coats, a police officer, a cleaner, and the attendant at the user call center.All this quietness leaves me on alert, as if none of this was right. I squeeze my overcoat around me, snuggling in the delicate and warm fabric. My tears still do me the favor of moistening the bar of my clothing, bothering the dots they touch on my skin. The inopportune by my ow
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Steps mix with so many others, and the metal staircase creaks through the hasty race of the one I assume to be the armed man.“Bring this mother fucker here.” A crawling sound approaches dangerously where I am. I cover my lips with one hand and hold my breath, praying that the advertising panels that reflect the entire surroundings of the station do not put me in focus. “Did you think you could escape from me, bastard?”A dusty, mean and unpleasant laugh reverberates in my bones, and I finally gain the courage to look at the reflection on the panels on the other side. A bald man with an imposing leather jacket leans over a shady body on the floor. Two other men remain on their backs, each looking to one side. One of them even approaches the yellow band, but doesn't bother to look down. Almost sigh relieved, however, when the body stretched on the ground moans and moves, the anguish dominates me again.“I thought you knew where you were getting into, Hunter. You can only stop working f
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My eyes threaten to jump out of orbits, so growing is my astonishment.“How can you still be alive?” I question, strange how my voice sounds higher than usual. “And why the hell can this infernal night only get even worse?”A frantic activity begins on my back. Desperate passengers who unite to evaluate the dead policeman, security guards of the station itself who appear from the side doors as if all that time they were waiting for a triumphal entrance, and those who ignore the floor decorated with a generous trail of blood and untie in a blind race, in order to escape from any future confusion and encountering more bodies. I don't blame them, running away is exactly what I should have done.My survival policy has always been very clear: If something terrible is happening, and it's not my problem, I shouldn't get involved. My mistake was to hesitate for fear that this could further harm my sudden state of shock. The man wounded at my feet is partly to blame for this fact.Speaking of
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