— Did this idiot do anything bad to you? — He asked after concluding the hug. Lucía hugged me too, and I was equally surprised. I knew that if I didn't hold myself together, I might do something crazy, but I didn't have the energy to fight, even though I felt completely deceived by Diego. So, I could only answer without any emotion.— He didn't do anything bad to me. I just thought he was truly my friend. — I watched as both of their smiles disappeared upon my response. Diego was beginning to understand how much his deception had hurt me, as he had quickly become dear to me.— I just needed to protect you, — Thiago assured, also understanding how much his lie was hurting me. — Did you really think I would send you here completely defenseless? I only wanted to get you away from the press.— There was no need to lie, Thiago. You have no idea how grateful I was because I thought I had found a friend as good as James.— You're a jerk, — Lucía added, also annoyed with Diego for deceiving m
Thiago was unable to respond, and the silence was beginning to make me uncomfortable.— Where are we going? — I asked, forgetting about the issue with Esmeralda. We hadn't taken too long, and the university was close to the clinic, so I wondered if we were really heading there or somewhere else.— Home, — Thiago finally spoke.— I don't understand, — I argued, confused.— I've found a home for you, Lisa. You can't continue living in the dormitory; you need better conditions, — he explained confidently, as he knew my situation well, thanks to Diego who provided him with all the information.— You're crazy. I'm perfectly fine where I am, — I lied to maintain my dignity.— Yes, yes, I'm crazy, but I won't allow you to keep suffering in that place, — he affirmed.— And who will pay the rent? Will Eduardo Ferrufino do it? The one who supposedly gave me the scholarship to study here, — I asked sarcastically, realizing that everything had been planned by him. — Because from what I understand
— Thiago, are you sure about the things you're saying? There are so many women you could have at your feet, and yet you come here to seek out a poor pregnant woman, — I asserted, feeling insecure because I wasn't very comfortable with my physical appearance, and I knew that Thiago had only been with beautiful and slender women.— Well, I only want that poor pregnant woman. I just need her eyes and her sincerity. Please, Lisa, stay with me. Say that you love me as you wrote in that message. Say it to me softly and accept me into your life. I feel like you're the only one who can lead it. Come on, hug me, — he replied as he got up. His words sounded melodic in my ears. He said everything in whispers and sighs, like a plea that was hard to resist.I couldn't resist his requests. Knowing that Esmeralda was with someone else confirmed that she wouldn't hate me if I stayed with Thiago. Besides, if the divorce was true, it lifted a huge burden off my shoulders. I could venture into whatever
— And what about society - I asked ironically, knowing that in a world like his I did not fit, and then thinking about what could happen and say the distinguished people who knew him.I don't care about society, after I get divorced there will be nothing to fear — He finally explained pronouncing the word divorce, with difficulty, hearing that gave me a little relief, but I still felt afraid, especially because I know that now it was not only me who mattered; I was carrying a child in my belly and I needed to take responsibility for him too.— And how long will we be here? I want to have my son in Mexico — I clarified fearfully, since I already had six months, and three months to go would go in a heartbeat.— We'll figure it out, for now you must finish the course, I need you to be the photographer of the agency — he answered cheerfully.— Count on it — I said in a half-voice— Lisa, aren't you happy? — He asked maybe because the tension was not leaving me and that was completely noti
Making love and talking were doing us a lot of good, but there were other things we didn't know about each other because for us, falling in love had been a game of coincidences and complicated situations that brought our paths together.— And your favorite dessert? — I asked, realizing that I didn't know many things about him and that I would have to do something for his birthday.— Any dessert that's chocolate — he said, touching my hair.— Passionfruit cheesecake — I replied as I put on the clothes that barely fit me. I had been getting by with loose shirts and leggings that I had brought from Mexico.— Passionfruit makes me sick, it gives me a blood pressure drop that could kill me — he explained. I smiled, discovering these seemingly insignificant yet important things about him.— Well, at least I won't have to share with you — I said playfully as I laughed and looked for a place to sit. The softness of the bed was causing me back pain, and it was uncomfortable.— Aren't you tired
It was as if Thiago suddenly showed me that he was hiding something, and happiness turned into bitterness, doubt, and guilt.— Stay here, if I don't come back by midnight, please don't wait for me. Tomorrow, the same driver will come to take you to the university. There's enough food in the kitchen, I've left everything prepared for you, you won't need anything, don't worry, don't call me, I won't be able to answer you — he instructed with his voice tired from the rush of getting dressed so quickly, without even giving me a kiss or a farewell hug.— But Thiago... — I managed to say as I watched him go through the bedroom door. I didn't have the strength to chase after him, and I felt a pain in my chest, as if things with him were too ephemeral to understand.— Just please don't open the door to anyone except my driver. Look through the windows before opening it — he warned without turning to look at me, as if what was happening was too urgent.— Damn it, he lied again — I muttered, an
— Well, look, darling, I can't lie to you no matter how much I want to or try, really, I can't. You're very smart — she said as she pulled me by the arm in search of a safer place. Clara Lucía was trembling with fear, looking behind her as if she knew that someone might be following her.— Tell me what's happening — I said frustrated as I directed her back to the room. I had gotten to know Clara Lucía, and I knew that anything she would say was real, that she wouldn't lie. But what I needed most was calmness because I couldn't afford a major emotional problem that would affect my child's well-being. I took a deep breath, ready to listen. I knew she wouldn't have good news.— It's just that, according to what I found out from Diego after your call, that...Clara Lucía managed to say before we were interrupted by a sound, someone was knocking on the door forcefully, as if something bad was happening outside.— Clara, open the door quickly! Love, please, open it now! — Diego shouted from
The anguish overwhelmed my consciousness. On one hand, thinking about all the bad things regarding Thiago hurt me, but being in that room after fleeing made me regress, thinking again about what was happening to him. Possibly, I slept until the early morning, not because I stopped thinking, but because of exhaustion. The bed was too soft, and my back hurt horribly. Diego and Clara, on the other hand, slept happily, and I felt pain for not being in the same conditions as them, an envy that consumed my soul.Once a ray of sunlight entered the room, I got up. They were still asleep, wrapped in each other's arms. I looked at them and could only touch my belly, which was the only company I had left. The hotel provided breakfast, and I devoured everything. Anxiety consumed me, maybe because of the noise I made, I managed to wake up Clara Lucía, who immediately got dressed and approached me, with delicacy, with shame for not telling me the truth, for being Diego's accomplice and keeping me i