+GISELA+ Today, I woke up with the desire to go out, I put on my nicest clothes and ran to the car, heading towards an entirely unknown direction. She is the one in the driver's seat, while I am sitting next to her, watching as we pass by buildings and how we get farther away from home. I couldn't resist for long when I brought my hand to my belly, remembering that we are not alone, that a little ball inside of me may be listening to us. "Do you think we'll stay here?" My question made her start coughing. "It's not to make you nervous, I just want to know if you think Adal thinks it's good for us to stay here or if we should go back." Suddenly, many questions came to my mind. I like this city, but Berlin as well. Oh, it's possible that we may return because Lucero's life and work are there, and here is like my friend and at the same time because Adal has asked us to. Suddenly she answers that she would love to stay, but also to leave, as she is aware that vacations are not eternal
No, this must be a damn dream, a nightmare that is tormenting me to wake up. I wonder a thousand times what he's doing here, why didn't he give notice? But if it's all a dream, he can appear whenever he damn well pleases. I look down, and my eyes widen as I see the baby's things scattered on the floor. Leaving behind the question of whether it's real or a dream, I quickly crouch down to pick them up while thinking and thinking about what I'm going to say. No, you're a complete lunatic, it's obvious that it's not a dream, the real flesh-and-blood Adal is waiting for you to answer, to stop being for the first time the woman who evades him, who doesn't tell him the truth. "Um... It's just that we went for a walk and I think we forgot to bring our phones," and the first thing that comes out of my mouth is lie after lie. I stand up at the same time that I cross my fingers, hoping that Adal's presence is a mirage. "It's not a mirage," I whisper, answering myself. "Of course, I'm not a m
+ "I'm leaving, leaving Italy, Berlin, and Prague behind to live in Madrid, Spain. Lucero is giving me a hand, one that I don't want to disregard because I have a lot ahead of me. I've put aside those hours of crying and mourning. I am a woman who wants to work hard for the child I carry inside. Right now, I'm staying in a hotel while Lucero is in New York for a family reunion. She's left me here with the condition that I stay calm and not try to hide from her. She's promised me, even swearing on her life, that she'll always be with me. I don't want her to focus on me; she has a life to take care of. I don't want her to go out of her way for me; it wouldn't be fair. That's why I haven't stayed locked up inside today. No, I've gone out to look for work, no matter if it's as a domestic worker or even just making copies. Work is work. Even though I don't have my resume with me, I'll enter anywhere with a sign that says 'worker wanted.' I have the drive; the symptoms of pregnancy won't
+ After waiting for half an hour, I waited for the girl Dolores to finish work and while I waited, I began to think how lucky I was to have someone with a good and kind heart help me find a job. I waited and waited almost two meters away from the store where she worked, not wanting to be a bother or stalker, so I waited until she finished her shift and called me. I gave her my number, and it was wonderful, yes, it filled me with joy because she was in front of me with that infectious smile. I went up to her and thanked her again. I didn't mind boring her, no, my intentions were to show gratitude. She told me not to thank her and that we should hurry since her friend was waiting for us. No small talk, just action. I followed her lead and as we arrived at the hotel, "Rui Plaza España", no, this wasn't what I was expecting, this wasn't just any hotel. It was a five-star hotel! My feet started to tremble, I thought the job was too much for me, I didn't think I could handle it. I swall
+ I'm about to scream to the sky, I have a job all by the grace of God who never abandons me, and I have the job that I was so afraid of losing. I have already signed a six-month contract, and I was welcomed as one of the members of the hotel. It was quite a journey. Yesterday, Dolores accompanied me to the hotel room and while I was inviting her to have a cup of coffee, she was looking for a way to help me with the documents, such as letters of recommendation, health certificate, study certificate, work experience, resume, and a list of where I have worked. Dolores told me that it was crazy to think that I could get all of those documents overnight. However, not everything was so bad, as the only document that I couldn't get was the health certificate because no one would hire a pregnant woman. After leaving her coffee cup on the table, I told her that everything they were asking for was on my phone and that I just needed to print it out, although there was one thing I couldn't g
+ADAL+ "I have locked myself in the office of my house, with no intentions of leaving. What I did is unforgivable, and the worst part is that I don't want to take back my decisions. I let Gisela go because I didn't want to take responsibility for the baby she's carrying. Things got out of hand, and I ran away like a scared dog. I'm a coward, and I don't need anyone to remind me of that because it's crystal clear. Right now, I'm trying to make alcohol do its job. I want to forget her, but the love I feel is immense. "Adal, what made you lock yourself up? Your mother is worried sick and hasn't stopped crying because you ruined your marriage by not taking responsibility for her pregnancy." The office door opens, revealing Alfonso. "Gisela has left Prague, and I don't know where she is. It's best if you leave her alone, since she doesn't want anything to do with you. Oh, she asked me to dissolve the contract along with the marriage." I put the bottle down and think about what he's say
+ How terrible, I haven't slept a wink and my phone has been having nightmares all night. With a prolonged sigh, I forced myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. A long, busy day of work awaits me. I haven't slept a damn thing, and I can't ignore the thought of the stupid man leaving the woman he loved. It's been a month, and I still feel remorse and regret for leaving Gisela. I wonder what has become of her. Everything I gained with her was lost in just seconds. Since that day, everything has been terrible because I have to support myself and face my parents. They don't accept my separation from Gisela and, above all, that I have abandoned her with a baby. My mother hasn't left my house, even though she is furious. She continues to follow me and reproach me for being a bad son. Seeing that her presence bothers me, I have decided to travel and lose myself completely in my work, as it is the only thing that makes me forget what torments me. I close my eyes a
+GISELA+ "That's my face! For the last time, I look in the mirror, and I'm surprised by the tremendous dark circles under my eyes that even makeup can't fix. I walk to the bed, grab my purse, and before I get scolded for being late, it's better to stop looking in the mirror and run out of here. "Gisela... it's late, please, you have to leave," she yells, and my head feels like it's about to explode. Fifteen days ago, I became an intruder to Dolores. She kindly offered me a room, becoming her apartment mate and slowly one of her friends. She shares a lot with me while I still stay quiet, not because I don't want to, but because I'm too ashamed. "I don't know why you're yelling, can you tell me..." I'm left with my mouth open, unable to finish the sentence. "Hi, I thought I could join you guys. I live near Dolores' apartment," she says sweetly, extending her arms and calling me with her eyes. Maria! I don't know where to put my face, I hadn't told her that I was living with her fr