When I imagined myself coming on this endeavor in search of Amy, I didn't imagine that things would be the way they were, I had in mind that deaths would happen, something I was already more than used to seeing, in this dangerous world I was born, death was a necessary evil, some would have to die for others to be born, my father old Richard had taught me this when I was still a six year old girl, at this moment when I look at little Richard, my nephew huddled in my arms crying as if there was no tomorrow I wonder if this would be fair, two die and only one is born, what would become of him without his parents?What would become of me if one more member of the family left? there were so few of us lately, all I wanted right now was to go back in time to being a kid again, playing hide and seek with Victor and Nicolas in the garden or watching them fight in arm wrestling, who was the better of the two, Nicolas always won, maybe that's where the hatred between brothers started.At that m

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

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

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