"I don't want you to think nothing happened. Yes, it happened. And for that your father will pay for the damages, not you. Neither your brother nor you are guilty of the bad acts that Mr. Mordashov committed.>> So don't even give me the bullshit that you don't want to see us, because no doubt today you will know his side when he's angry and I assure you, he's not cool at all. Well, basically I'm cool all the time." He says as he ponders his words" It won't be... good for you."I turn to where he stands and his expression amuses me. However, the bruises on his face prevent me from smiling."Guys, I'm really sorry about what happened. That shouldn't have happened to you.""You're wrong. This should have happened. This was the only way to have evidence against that man" Camilo comments approaching me to take my fingers.Which is the only thing I don't have in plaster."You are not alone. You never will be because little girl, you are part of our little circle and as a member we will not

My physical condition is not optimal, the casts and pains in my body limit my movements, so doing something as simple as picking up the phone is difficult for me. Fortunately, the meddling nurse who is always trying to get me to see the positive in everything, has taken it upon herself to keep it charged.The phone rings insistently again. The ringtone surprises me.The notes of Umbrella play in the room, while Rihanna's melodious voice reminds me of the promise my brother and I have.David is calling me.My vision becomes blurry from that simple fact and my urge to pick up the phone becomes my reason for living. I try to move quickly, but the pain in my body reminds me that's not possible.The call ends, but my urge to pick up the phone doesn't go away.'If he called me, it's because he can and wants to talk to me.' I remind myself as motivation not to give up.The umbrella notes are heard again and my limited movement makes me despair.Between groans and gasping for breath, I manage

I try to push away the thousands of unknowns that appear in my mind and continue my attention on my mother's letter.'It hurts me to know that the time the doctors gave me does not exceed a month and that no matter how hard I tried to get money for you and that your father would not harm you, it was not enough and now all my efforts were limited to not taking advantage of the time I have left with you and to look for someone you could stay with who would protect you from the monster that is your father.Days before he came to me to tell me that he would take you with him and when I objected he threatened to kill me. I angrily confronted him and only succeeded in getting him to hit me and then harm you by meeting with you.He beat me badly to the point of leaving me in a clinic all this time, so, I couldn't go to you to protect you, so I pretended that he won while I made my last move to protect you. Now, I just hope that what I did, for the first time in life is the best thing for you.

I am aware of what he wants, but I cannot give it to him. I would like to please him by being with him in this thing that hurts us both, but I cannot.For me, pain is felt alone, so you can scream, destroy yourself, curse and want to die without someone questioning you. Only this way, you feel that no matter how much crap you believe or do, you can't drag someone into this."I...I'm sorry" I whisper finally leaving."Sofia!" shouts Mrs. Hernandez."Leave her alone. It's better for her to suffer alone." whispers David behind my back.That's not better for me, it's better for everyone.I leave the morgue and take the elevator to the top floor. The slowness of the machine increases my discomfort as I cry silently. Several people get on the elevator on some floors, but fortunately they don't bother me because of the way I feel.The elevator goes up to the eighteenth floor, while the rooftop is above the twentieth floor. So, with no other choice I take the stairs, which affect me a lot acco

Someone moves me from one side to the other, trying to wake me up."Sofia, I am aware that you need to rest. But my mother sent me to tell you that you have half an hour to get ready for the trial" Camilo informs me and I nod."Okay, I'll be right down.""And I tell you to fix yourself up as best you can. You need to look pitiful, but also beautiful. So, take that into account when choosing your wardrobe, okay?" he asks me and I nod without understanding what he wants.Still exhausted, I get up and head to the bathroom where I take a hot shower to clear my mind and not die of sleep. I quickly take a bath, as I don't have much time, and put on the warmest clothes I have as it's many degrees below zero. Tired and not wanting to do anything per se, I leave my room to find everyone waiting for me to come out."It's good that you are already here. Now we can go and convict that bad man" says Michael quite excited and everyone nods sharing his excitement."Alright, get in the cars if you rea