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After the storm, there was no calm (Chloe)
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When I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was the dull, white wall, I tried to get up but feeling dizzy I soon went back to bed and when I looked around the room I realized that it was a hospital room, I automatically put my hand on my stomach stoned.___my son....At this chloe came through the bedroom door with a pitcher of water that she placed on the nightstand next to the bed___Your son is fine, he's a huge boy,..A smile played on my lips, knowing that my baby was fine made me feel at ease..___Do you want water Amy?I shook my head, my throat and lips felt dry, Chloe filled a glass and handed it to me, I turned around asking for more, satisfied I lay back down, everything seemed to go round and round.A flashback crossed my mind and I saw myself in that forest alone screaming while expelling my little Richard from my body, hearing the voice of my beloved Nicolas again.___Nicolas....Chloe looked at me for a long time and in that time I could see a lot of pain in that look..
The Mobster"s" obsession Nostalgia (Amy)
A week after my terrible discovery, I was discharged and without telling anyone in the family, I left the hospital alone with my son in my arms, oblivious to everything, I walked down the street like a specter and more than once a car slammed on the brakes so as not to run me over and more than once a driver screamed profanity , it felt like my soul had been ripped from my body , when i walked through the gate of the mansion Montenegro chloe ran towards me exasperated___Why didn't you tell me that you would be discharged today, Aníbal or I would have gone to get you.___I didn't want to bother either of you, the days you stayed with me are enough.Chloe looked down at little Richard that I held like a bag of sugar, she took him from my arms and asked next.___where is the taxi you came from?___ I came on foot...___my god Amy are you crazy? I didn't understand that you can't make that much effortI went into the house looking at everything strangely because here it didn't seem like
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It was another ordinary and boring day, the sky was clear and the temperature was mild, perfect for a day at the beach. I observe with disinterest the euphoria of Chloe as she places an umbrella, reclining chairs, a Styrofoam box containing food and other junk in the trunk of the car.____ hurry up, Amy, or we'll be very late at the beach...I rolled my eyes at my sister-in-law and getting up from the step where she was sitting, I picked up my belongings and put them in the trunk.The short trip to Praia was filled with the happy and cheerful laughter of the children, as soon as we parked a meter away from the beach they were the first to get out and run happily on the white sand.___do not enter the water richard. I screamed...He turned to me with a smile from ear to ear and at that moment my heart missed a beat and a tear ran down my cheek, it was as if I was seeing Nicolas in front of me, the smile was exactly the same. I noticed that Chloe and Aníbal were watching me, lately they
The Mobster"s" obsession ilusion( amy)
For a brief moment I really believed that Nicolas was awake and that everything would go back to the way it was before, but this obviously didn't happen, he continued to sleep like an angel, I even considered the idea that I had fantasized about that grip on his hand.Unhappy, I took my son in my arms, called a taxi and went home, Chloe and Aníbal's happy laughs greeted me, making my mood even more sour.____amy, come watch with us.. chloe says___ I'm not in the mood____It's a very funny comedy, we're laughing our heads off, you'll like it.____ comedy is enough for my lifeI quickly walked up the stairs with Richard following me and as soon as we walked through the door to my room he asked:.___why are you so sad mom?___ It's nothing son, now go watch television with your uncles...___can I really mom?___ Yes sonHe ran out of the room and I allowed myself to collapse, covering my face with my hands and sobbing convulsively, it seemed impossible to continue at that moment.___may
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In the end Richard didn't accompany me to the hospital, alone I walked through the cold corridors of the hospital like a specter, arriving at Nicolas's room I went in and leaned against the door and approaching the bed I stared for several minutes at the pale face of my beloved looking for something to prove that I was right that he was in fact still alive, I carefully adjusted myself in the little space on the bed placing my head on his chest and without me being able to control the tears they began to flow without stoppingAt this moment I felt unable to do anything other than cry.___ I tried my love to be strong all this time but now it's no longer possible, I no longer have the strength to fight, I feel like I'm going to die from so much sadness..The tears like waterfalls continued to fall and fall progressively, just as the sobs one by one jumped from my chest as if they were tearing my soul.I raised my head, looking at him - I held his cold face between my hands, saying firmly
The Mobster"s" obsession Returning to life( Nicolas)
Returning home was something strange because for me it was as if I had never been away, everything seemed so the same that I even doubted that 15 years had actually passed. However, I sadly noticed that not everything had survived my absence, many of my men of trust was no longer there, some had left, others had died, just like my mother.Marli Montenegro, the woman who raised me and educated me like a son, was no longer alive and this was one of the greatest pains I felt in my life, I wished I hadn't woken up from the coma.At this moment, sitting on my bed, leaning back against pillows, I observe the boy with dark blond hair and a physical build superior to someone his age. I have a hard time accepting that he is my son, that this teenager with the petulant look is the little package, still covered in blood, that For a few moments I held him in my arms.____ richard, my son....I say to myself____ the legitimate Montenegro....he completesI smiled at the petulant tone in which he s
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