“What's wrong with the country? If you had asked me to set you adrift, I would have done so, and you would have been dead by now. Why don't you thank me? "Now that you're going to be safe," she growls, it's a claim.“With you I will never be safe; I want to go back to my country, Aleksander “I remember, keeping my tone low, a lump gets stuck in my throat, I die of rage and I just want to cry alone. But he is close to me, I hate him, I do hate this man. Tell me the truth, are you planning to kill me or have I become your absurd whim?“What do you want me to say? “She questions with a smile.I take a breath of air. I just want the truth, but he likes lies, so he won't be frank or sincere.“The truth,” I say, placing all my attention on his face. The smile reappears, it is not lucid, because he is not sane either. Tell me.“For you I have done things that have aroused a special interest in you, for me, right? “He states victoriously. Those words full of arrogance and mischief suddenly tak

My life is a movie, it is a bad dream from which I will never wake up because I am not really asleep, and what I live is the evil present that Aleksander has taken it upon himself to give me.I return to the table where I usually eat, outdoors, feeling the light wind blowing over everything. Breakfast has been served by the lady, of whom I don't know anything, not even her name; the food is variated. I want a little bit of everything. I start with a sip of juice. This time he brought me more than usual, it's too much for me.The reason comes with the appearance of Aleksander, I paralyze. He takes me by surprise, he never eats with me. Knowing that he has already put his illicit business in "order" only means that my little peace of mind is over. Because otherwise he wouldn't be there, much less so relaxed."Good morning," he greets.That he does it in an affectionate tone baffles me."Good morning, Aleksander," I return, starting to eat.He joins me, he looks at me at all times, but I

Aleksander and I walk for a while, the streets are wet because of the rain that has fallen a while ago. It is incredible to be in Capri, its corners hide history, one that prevails. It is beautiful, even after precipitation. We go side by side, but suddenly his hand takes mine, there is no one around here, I don't intend to run with these shoes either, so I assume that the townhouse is hiding another motive, and it is not to make sure I run away. Even if there were a passerby, I'm not crazy to scream for help knowing that this man has a gun.Whatever slight intention you have, he will see it. His instincts and perceptions are trained, noticeable and deducible. He realizes what he intends or not. He is very smart.“What are you thinking about?"Maybe I'm not thinking, Aleksander," I say without meeting his eyes.He stops his step, so he and I go under the streetlights, I conjure up one or another romantic movie scene. All that remains is for Aleksander to kiss me on the mouth and for m

Honeymoon? There is no such time, Aleksander informs me that we must leave Capri. Apparently he has heard from Elmo that we are on the island, I pack what I can. My nerves attack me, the trembling doesn't go away and that makes it difficult for him to act quickly.“Hurry up, Luna! “She exclaims from outside.I do what I can.“I'm coming! “She shouted back, nervous to the core.Miraculously I have finished, I take the suitcase and come out finding Aleksander like an imprisoned animal, he moves from one side to the other letting out curses.“We must go.The flight is so trite, it always happens, with him there is no stability. The biggest question is: where will we go?“Where we go? “I find out, leaving with the same haste as him.“To the airport, we will go to New York “he informs.Gape, I try to spin something, nothing comes out of my mouth, it's just that my vocal cords have gone silent due to surprise. That means a lot to me, I can't process the news.“New York? “I want to make sure

On the way to the city center we passed near the building where I lived since I made the decision to become independent. I get a lump in my throat, I want to go back to my previous life, and I can't."There's my apartment," I comment. I didn't mean to say it out loud.But he has already heard me."I already knew it," he admits without seeing me, remaining absorbed in driving.“How did it happen, Aleksander? Suddenly I am kidnapped by the Italian mafia and suddenly you have me captive “ I am curious about the topic of a double kidnapping, I have never gotten the right answers, ever.I am aware of having been locked up for many days in an old room, I was crying, alone under the darkness that increased the uncertainty. Many times I thought she would die or that she would be raped. That never happened. But I was filled with terror when one of those men came for me, he dragged me out of there, then he put me in the trunk of a car. I remember that oxygen was scarce and I ended up falling in