After breakfast in an uncomfortable silence. Aninka, who I would say is the soul of this group, made us change and go around the place.You could feel the discomfort of the guys for miles, but they didn't say no to Aninka's ideas. Since it was either that or listen to her complaining all day and truth be told, I'd rather walk around and distract myself than be cooped up listening to Aninka's countless complaints. Even if I'm not very well on my feet, I'd rather walk.Aninka knew they hated each other, though she didn't know why, yet she was determined that those boys would at least get along. It must be hard to have the boy your brother hates as a boyfriend."Sofia" Aninka calls me "Don't you think he's cute?"I just nodded. To tell the truth, it was a very nice place, which was different from the places I've been to. In the big cities I've lived in, there was everything but silence. Something that could be enjoyed here, not to mention the great one hundred percent natural scenery on o

"My God, Sofia! What happened to you?" asks Aninka worriedly as soon as the kids are inside the house.""I was with your brother, that's what happened.Esteban grunts in annoyance and leaves her on one of the pieces of furniture, to go to his room.Viktor quickly arrives where Aninka and Sofia are and offers her a glass of ice."Thank you, Viktor" says Sofia as she receives the compress."Do you need anything?" asks Aninka worriedly."Yes, for you to help me get to my room so I can wash up a bit" says Sofia."Okay" replies Aninka helping her up.(...)Sofia narrates.I carefully step out of the shower in my sky blue pajamas."Knock, knock" I hear from the other side of the door."Come in" I say as I walk to the bed."Sofia how are you doing" Aninka asks "Esteban told me what happened.""How well" I say not caring about the topic of conversation."He also told me what you needed" comments Aninka trying to keep the conversation from dying."What to be nicer and less stupid?" No, not tha

I walk in the direction of the door, but Viktor and Aninka stop me."Please, Sofia, think things through" Aninka says as she grabs my arm "I'm not asking you to stay because of my silly escape plan from reality. >> I'm telling you as your friend that I am and not because I'm Esteban's sister and I'm taking his side. Sofia, it is not advisable in your situation for you to go out right now.""I'll be fine" I merely replied."We both know better" Aninka replies "You know you just had an injury to the same foot you previously hurt. That is serious. God knows how much it can affect you going out in that condition. To walk for who knows how long.""There's nothing to worry about because my foot isn't that bad.""How do you know how bad it is if you haven't been seen by a doctor?" Aninka scolds me."Doctors have already seen me" I reply would be "That's why, I know how serious it can be.""I don't understand you" Aninka says confused."You don't need to understand. It's just enough that you

Daniel is driving carefully. However, the anger is palpable in the atmosphere."I'm sorry," I say as he drives."Why are you telling me I'm sorry?" he asks without taking his eyes off the road."Because I know how much you hate each other. And without thinking about it, I told you to come get me. That's why I'm telling you I'm sorry.""It's not your fault. Our relationship is so broken that whether you're there or not wouldn't change whether he and I treat each other like this.""However, if you hadn't come looking for me they wouldn't have talked to each other like that."I know it's not my fault that they treat each other like that. But it does make me feel guilty that I argued, because Daniel came looking for me at a place that is owned by Esteban. Analyzing the little I managed to hear, it makes me think that, if it is true that they detest each other and that it is not a child's game, but, that there is something big between them.What is it? I have no idea. But what I do know is

Several questions invade my mind.How can I have such bad luck in one lifetime?When I was little, I constantly listened to my father yelling and hitting my mother, as well as the multiple blows my drunken father gave David and me. Then, my parents' divorce.Which to tell the truth was a relief for all of us; since we were all victims of his violent character. But society was even more violent and disappointing. For "a woman cannot carry a home on her shoulders" "surely those children will be delinquents, nobodies, a trash of society. Why should they grow up without a father?Those and many other destructive comments we received, bullying in every school we attended, both for that and for being foreigners was what we always lived. My mother had a hard time getting a job because she was a single mother. So we had to grow up fast to take care of ourselves.At first it was difficult, as we were only 7 years old. However, after a short time we had adjusted. My mother only cared about the