“Potato? he asks, I look at Mr. Green and yes it's true, they are quite alike, except for Mr. Kateander's gray hair peeking through his blond hair, and the little wrinkles around his green eyes, as clear as hers. she, at Kate's age, must have been identical except that in masculine, they look at each other without saying a word."Mr. Green, it's nice to meet you in person." I had to break the awkward silence, he looks up at me and smiles, I walk up to him and extend my hand, he does the same and shakes it, he looks quite friendly."The pleasure is mine, Mr. Centinelo," he says."Santiago please," I say politely, and he nods, now turning his gaze to Kate."How are you Kate?" he asks, flashing a pleasant smile at Kate."Fine," she answers, arching the corner of her lips but I know her well and I know that it's a pretty fake smile, plus awkward silence and I don't know what to do anymore."It's normal that Kate doesn't talk to anyone about the brand of wine we own," he finally adds, I fe
And at that precise moment some noisemakers start to sound from the other side and some whistles, I look at Kate and she looks at me in bewilderment, I'm dying of laughter, I can't stand it anymore, I want to record this to make fun of Malcom for the rest of his life. life.“You two just met,” Kate says, after a few minutes of chatter from the other line and laughter from us.“Y? Youeezz too and azzi get marriedrrorn."This was different," I interrupt Malcom, showing myself serious, that he knows that leaving my company alone is not right.“Katexx, can you believe...believe it... “now Natalie takes the cell phone and murmurs” we didn't have sex until we got married.But it's on loudspeaker so even if he whispers I hear it, I hold back my laughter because only Kate was supposed to know that."Wow, your mom would love to hear that, Natalie," she replies, with mock excitement, of course, every mother would love to know that her daughter got married in Las Vegas and drunk.“Santiagorr “no
A sudden movement makes me come out of the deep sleep in which I was, I open my eyes and the sunlight that makes its way through the trees hits my vision, I look around me and it takes me a few seconds to remember that I am in the house of Kate's family and that Mr. Green's gift is supposed to come today.“What time is it? I ask sleepily, Kate looks at his watch and then back at me."Eight o'clock" I get out of bed like a spring, the gift will no longer be a gift if Mr. Kateander sees it.“What's wrong? Kate says, walking behind me as I start to brush my teeth.“The regulation of your...“What? I spit out the toothpaste and meet Kate's gaze in the mirror over the sink."Our present for your father should be here by now," I continue brushing my teeth.“How about our gift? “he walks towards me and stands facing one of my sides “What did you buy him?I finish brushing my teeth to answer his question."What does your father love apart from wine?" I question, wiping my hands on a towel.“C
The ambulance is taking a long time and Kate is so nervous that I fear that at any moment she will also faint, I quickly go to look for her mother, warning Dr. Cruz that if he comes near I will wring his neck.Mrs. Green, hearing that Stefanie has fainted because of this Evan and that she has a bump on the lip and that that guy was going to hit Kate too, she took a knife and ran out of the kitchen, I had to chase her and take away the blessed knife, because being Kate's mother I know how he can react, although that idiot deserves it, that means jail.Grandma runs first and Mrs. Alicia is followed taking off her platform shoes, they reach where Kate and Stefanie are. Evan tries to approach them when he sees everyone alarmed and it is that he, being a doctor, is the only one who knows what to do, although when he hears him speak, the grandmother throws him one of the platform shoes that Mrs. Alicia was holding in her hands, apparently she knows what to do and gives some instructions to
I can't stop laughing at Grandma's jokes, because I already understood in the worst possible way that Magic Mike isn't really a magician, and that Grandma doesn't keep anything to herself.“Magic Mike is a very hot guy who makes me sweat, and not only that.Fuck! Why did I ask? I can't stop laughing, I bring my elbows to my knees, my face to my hands and I'm laughing like never before.“Channing Tatum dances so rich that it makes my desert moist.I can't take this anymore, my stomach hurts from so much laughter, I don't want to imagine what meaning he wanted to give to his "desert" I'm a good boy, so I'll think that he means that the shower in his house doesn't work, yes, that.When I finally manage to calm down I pose with Kate for the blessed photo and I'm still holding back a laugh at the memory of his unusual way of describing a movie, and almost immediately the still is out the bottom of the camera. I like this camera, Grandma gives it to us and I can't help but feel an internal
My eyes glaze over immediately. Kate cries into my neck until after a few minutes he tries to calm down, wipes the tears from his eyes and takes a deep breath.I would like to let myself cry too but I won't."Give it to me, I'll burn it," he tells me, I search his face for something that tells me he's joking."No," I say immediately, "if you don't keep it, I will." Someday you'll want to read it again,” she shakes her head."You've made me cry enough." What a shame” I smile and look back at the letter."Fuck, I'm going to have to hire your father to write articles." I don't think he knows that you got that talent out of him “and yes, Kate must have been a writer “she tries to laugh but doesn't let it out, rather a listless smile forms on her face as she takes the letter again.“Get rid of her,” he says, handing me the letter again. I don't understand why, but I partly agree with him; he feels a grudge and I know that this will not let him pass so easily.I take her beautiful face and
Yes, as I thought, later I would regret throwing the cell phone against the wall, I try to turn it on but he doesn't want to answer. Why didn't I just turn it off? I already ordered another one but I need this motherfucker to turn on, I have important calls to take, then I remember Brittany and it better be off, I don't want her calling me. And when I'm seeing the positive side of not having a cell phone, the damn thing turns on.“YEAH! IT WORKS! I yell, I can't help it.Kate, who was looking out the window, turns to me intrigued, I start typing on my phone but apparently the touchscreen hasn't adjusted well, I look up and there are Kate's beautiful eyes scrutinizing me and he smiles slightly.“What? I ask, she shakes her head, smiling more broadly, she looks beautiful in a white off”the”shoulder blouse quite tight to the body, I love this woman, I put my hands on both sides of her waist, and I immediately feel like kissing her and I do it, but I don't just want to kiss her, I want mo
I don't know how Kate convinced me to stay in this pot but if she wants to stay here I have no choice but to stay with her, I have heard my mother say that chamomile is good for reducing menstrual cramps in women, yes, I think so That was what I heard but I better check on Google, Google never lies. In front of his apartment building there is a supermarket, I go there and take a box of tea sachets with me.And yes, the blessed chamomile works, ten minutes later she has already fallen asleep and I take her in my arms to her room, I stay next to her, I feel too tired, I think I'll take a vacation tomorrow, I fall asleep in seconds when a message on my cell phone wakes me up, I felt like it was only 5 minutes, but no, it's already 5 in the morning.From Malcom.We left running?What a miracle this idiot is awake before me.To: Malcom.Okay.I get up quietly so as not to wake Kate and another message arrives.From Malcom.I give you 10 minutes, and for me 10 minutes is 10 minutes.To: Mal
Epilogue If someone had told me a few years ago that I would be happily married to satan Centinelo and have a pretty blonde with blue eyes I swear I would have laughed in his face and then stabbed him alive for being stupid and dragged his body into a river wrapped in a plastic with stones inside so that it can be submerged to the bottom... well, too much Discovery Channel... I apologize, I spent nine months without leaving my house watching that channel because of Mr. Santiago Centinelo Jr. and Mrs. Alicia Green who got it into their heads that if she got out she could be hit by an unconscious driver, lose the baby and die. Yeah, I'm screwed with those two together. But hey, going back to the initial theme, that's life, capricious and unexpected, many things you didn't think happen and many things you planned don't happen. Life is not about asking if you want or don't want, things just happen and that's what's exciting about life, you don't know wher
It is popularly said that we are all better half and that our complementary half is out there, one day by the supposed red thread of fate we reach that other citrus half and magic happens, I believe faithfully, that I am a sock, the socks they are destined to be without a partner at some point in their lives. I'm already going crazy. “I do Alex's makeup “Natalie enters the makeup room while I'm looking through a newspaper, my mood isn't the same, I don't even turn to look at her to smile at her, I don't feel like smiling and now I have to go out there to act to the whole country. "Natalie is my professional makeup artist, Natasha," I say to the girl holding a blush and applicator, Natalie adjusts her bag and pushes the girl away. At least I have someone to celebrate me. "Miss Green... 10 minutes to interview," I nod, and Natalie squeals and starts applying a bunch of stuff to my face. "Natalie, relax," I scold, trying to smile but it comes out
He nods, without saying more, hands me the papers and a pen, I remain static looking at the divorce papers for several seconds, eternal seconds for me, I direct my hand to the sheet and debate whether to sign or not, my throat is dry and my heart will jump out of my chest, all my trip I thought about this, I feel that a tear will roll down my cheek, I never thought that this was going to be so difficult. “Mrs. Green Are you sure you want to do this? “speaks the lawyer in front of me when he sees my indecision, I keep my gaze fixed on a clip that is on the desk, it is white, one of Santiago's favorite colors. “Curse! You are supposed to be my wife, you must understand me, but understanding from you is the least I have, it was just a stupid dinner, Alex “ stupid dinner? For a moment, I feel like a bucket of cold water falls on me, the desire to cry takes over me again and I thought that I had had enough “ and you act as if it was our wedding and I have left you standin
I leave that place with a bottle of vodka in my hands, I know I won't sound good, but I hope it's an accident, I'm waiting for the call from the paramedics, from the police, I don't know, but I'm hoping for anything other than Santiago Centinelo, my husband, just dumped me, I'd rather cry because I'm in a hospital without a foot than because he just dumped me after doing all this for him. I never EVER! I had done something like that for someone, and the first time I do it they stand me up, I lean against the car door and tears start running down my cheeks, I wipe them roughly, no, I'm not going to cry over this shit, I open the door. bottle taking a good drink, this can't be happening to me. I get in the damn car, there is not a call from him, nor from any strange number, I start driving towards the party of the program, I hope he has a very good excuse, too good, so that I can let this go, I swallow the knot in my throat, but my vision immediately blurs, I d
“Great job, Kate “Mr. Arroz approaches me with a huge smile “Natalie was definitely right “adjusts her glasses and turns her gaze to the script I had created as she continues on her way. “Thank you “I answer, with a smile, as I leave the set, Natalie comes rattling her heels as she runs towards me, I can never stop watching her feet when she does that. How the hell do I even fall barefoot? Damn! “Alex! “he exclaims “I have the floral arrangements and you haven't told me anything about the tiara... “Put a stop to that “I interrupt, I continue walking without seeing her and she stops and I'm sure she's just watching me walk away, I stop when I see she's not following me and I turn to see her, she's standing there with an extreme expression of astonishment that only she knows how to gesture “What? I ask, walking back towards her when she doesn't move. “Alex! What did you just tell me? “I take her forearm to pull her and go outside, she gives in, but with
“Santiago...listen to this “I laugh, reading another wrapper of these very strange sweets, as I walk towards the kitchen” Why do women rub their eyes when they wake up? Because they don't have balls to scratch “I can't help but laugh “What a silly joke! I exclaim, and look up, when I observe, a pair of brown eyes looking at me with intrigue from the dining room table. Holy virgin of the papayas! "What a good joke," Mr. Centinelo says, laughing slightly. Damn! These things only happen to me. But then I remember that yesterday he was singing and dancing to the Celine Dion song drunk, so... I'm not the only one embarrassed at least. I clear my throat and smile widely trying to forget what I just said, I walk towards the dining room. “I blame the girl Rosa, she is the one who gives me these sweets with bad jokes. I sit in front of him, I observe a crutch next to him “Is your knee better now? I question, at least I'm not wearing my Kermit the frog pajamas
I have been noticeably better the last few days, and for Santiago things have also been improving, he is no longer stressed and has no longer yelled at anyone on the phone, he no longer curses at his father, although he still does not want to talk to him, apparently he Feels better "being poor" as he calls it, oh no, but he's waiting for next year's new Porsche to come out. I also wish I was that poor. I go into the shower, I clear the long curtains of the glass window so that a bit of clarity enters, I like to bathe and look outside, it relaxes me, the warm water runs through my body I feel a great inner peace, music from my cell phone it resonates, I never chant any while I'm bathing, except when Gangnam Style sounds, there yes, every Korean I don't know makes it up. My body wash is running low, I sigh, tapping the bottom of the bottle as I sing the blessed song, as much as I hate it, I can never stop doing this. ? Heeeeeey sexy ladyyyy, op op op oppa gangnam style
But... maybe they do need to talk, but as father and son, not as enemies. I know that Mr. Centinelo is doing wrong, I understand that he is upset but ruining everything for your son that he has worked for is not correct, I turn around and head back towards him, he is at the entrance of the office, looking towards some point of the room looking into space. I have many things to tell him, he already hates me so I have nothing to lose. Seeing that I walk towards him immediately his eyes lock on mine, taking both hands to his pockets. “Mr. Centinelo “I speak without hesitation, it's now or never “if what you really want is to fight with Santiago, better not talk to him, he already has enough problems with all this that is happening. He looks at me frowning. “What makes you think I'm going to fight him? He interrupts me, crossing his arms, fixing an incredulous look in my eyes. “Because it's the only thing he does. Do you seriously plan to be on his deathbed to fi
No please dad... no no no, I refuse to accept this... tears run down my cheeks like waterfalls, this can't be happening, I sit up on the floor as my tears well up, my mother runs to him and shakes him mentioning his name, he immediately picks up the phone and with his trembling hands begins to dial a number, nothing makes sense in my life anymore, I want to wake up from this terrible nightmare, this can't be happening to me, no no NOOOO, I try to relax inside but I can't , memories go through my mind, memories of him that my mind still keeps, I hear some steps running towards me, followed by other steps and a heartbroken cry that can only be from Stefanie, I hear her running towards him making crying sounds. A male voice that my brain doesn't recognize shouts that we have to call the doctor, my mind tries to take refuge in good moments, the best moments, but the thought that a few minutes ago I was chatting with him invades my senses, and more tears well up. my eyes. How can life ge