Malcom? No, please no. Malcom is my best friend, for me he is my brother, he can't betray me like this. I don't think so, no no no... There must be a mistake here, he wouldn't do something like that."Santiago!" Look at me," my father snaps, I look up, he puts the hand with which he was holding the newspaper on my desk and stares at me. "Is what he said in the newspaper true? Yes or no?I don't know what to say, if I deny, I know that he will do everything possible to investigate and when he realizes that I lied to him it will be worse, and if I affirm, goodbye company. These are the cases that you don't know what to do, because you know both answers will cause problems, I have no words, my brain searches for thousands of alternatives, he looks into my eyes and so do I, he takes his gaze from me and now leads it to Kate."Kate?" That is not true? “Kate doesn't know what to answer either, his hands have turned cold, I can feel them through my clothes where he holds my forearm. His eyes

I'm even about to get drunk, it's been more than four hours since Kate left here and he hasn't come back, my nerves are on the surface. I am a real idiot, he does not answer my calls, he is going to listen to me when I return, I return to my position with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands, I am already preparing my speech for when he returns, I am upset, he can not leave me like this way and incidentally not answering any of my 30 calls, many thoughts of anger go through my head until I hear the door open and I look at the sound, it's her, I feel a relief go through my body and all anger dissipates, I go to her and I surround her with my arms, I can't even explain the happiness I feel right now.“My love, I'm really sorry “I bury my head in her neck, I feel like an idiot for not being here for her “I promise it won't happen again, I'll be here with you as many times as you need me. I didn't think that..."Santiago... It's okay," she interrupts me, smiling slightly, she tak

At least things are getting better, I don't feel so stressed anymore, being poor is not so bad, I spend more time at home and I can enjoy all the crazy things that Kate comes up with every hour, at least I know that it's done better and little by little she is returning to being the same Kate as always, bye”bye seriousness with her and that is that even when she gets angry she is quite funny, yes, until she does a strange hold on me that puts my arm at an extremely painful angle, there if it's not fun What I know is that I will never get bored of this woman.After doing my exercise routine, I go to my room, I have a meeting to attend, in my poverty, I still have some things to do, I need to take a shower, I hear the sound of the shower, which means that today Kate spends 40 minutes in there. I have to rush her, I go into the bathroom and I hear a song that I can't quite understand but I know it's called something like "Gangnam Style" I know it was well sounded a while ago, Kate is cha

I wake up suddenly, the clarity is hitting my eyelashes hard, I look at the clock, it's after 8 am, Wow! New record, I'm already learning to be poor, this is the latest I've been able to get up, Kate is still there next to me, she does break a record every day by getting up quite late, but enjoy while we're poor, I know , I mention that fucking word many times... but I just... I love being poor.I do my exercise routine, today it's legs. A few minutes later, Malcom appears, yawning, his blond hair disheveled as usual.“Santiago, what the fuck do you want more ass for? Can't you see you already look like Nicki Minaj? "Oh!“And why the fuck do you want more hair? Can't you see you look like fucking Wolverine?“I love my beard Santiago. Leave me alone “Malcom looks at me disapprovingly and goes towards an electric treadmill “Well, what did your father tell you? I sit on a flat bench while I take a sip of water.“Nothing, you know, the usual stuff. Henry here, Henry there, Henry, Henry an

I had work and I couldn't even concentrate well because I was thinking about her, I hate that she's upset with me, but I don't blame her, she's right, lately I've been quite distracted by other things, but I know that a hamburger and a romantic dinner will fix this , I know it's where Natalie works, I texted Natalie and if I was right, there it is, I just hope it's not with that Matthew guy.When I finish all my work I drive to the place, she hasn't left yet, I park my car, while I wait for her I rest my hips on the passenger door, I watch people get out and get in there with wounds on their arms, necks and everywhere , I understand that Natalie is working here and this must be her work, yes she is good, they seem chillingly real.Immediately, as if they were calling my name, I turned my eyes to the front and here comes Natalie, next to my Kate, beautiful as always, she is wearing a long black coat and a shirt of the same color with a high collar on the bottom, one of those that I lik