I still couldn't believe that I had found Kate, that she will be here at any moment and that we would have a first date, I know that she doesn't like luxurious things, she likes things that are simple but romantic and what better than to do it at my house, by the pool, I prepared everything by myself, including the food, these last five months I had dedicated myself to learning about cooking to avoid getting depressed in my spare time, I like the result.I lit aromatic candles around the pool to illuminate the place in a calm way, the table next to the pool has a centerpiece with some red roses, she likes colors. I have worked hard like never before for this appointment. I finish putting the leather jacket on my shoulders and I drive to where she told me it was her apartment, the truth is I already knew her address but she doesn't know that, I told her I would pick her up and when I get to the building that I must admit is quite nice, she's already waiting for me, beautiful as always,
I stare at Haylie and she looks at me, I blink several times and that diaper doesn't look like the one in the photograph. What did I do wrong? I lift the box to get a better look at it. I want to take it off to try again, I do that and I'm left with one of the adjustable straps on my fingers. It can not be true. I huff, and she just laughs when she sees my despair, it makes me smile.“Someday you're going to be in this situation, but when you are, I hope you're thirty because otherwise dad will use his future shotgun and leave your son without a father.And she just laughs, the same Kate personality, laughing at my problems. I look at the instructions again Ah! I got it, that tape goes the other way Damn it! Why don't you notify me before?“The old diapers you used didn't have all these things, Grandma Margot is crazy buying these strange pink things with flowers, I'll buy you Lightning McQueen or Deadpool diapers so your mom is happy and they match her pajamas.She kicks as always wh
POV KATE GREENMy day begins, I get out of bed, the clock shows 7 am, I don't know why I get up at this time if I don't even have a job, what comes to my head "another day of job search", about a year ago This year I graduated from university with the best grades in my class, but I haven't had much luck with jobs. What can I tell you about that action that makes you a subordinate in exchange for money? well, during university I worked in a local newspaper, with this I paid my university bills, when I left university I worked in a small publishing house, I was in charge of reading books after books by amateur writers, it was a good stage of my life, but the publisher closed a couple of months later (Great!).Then, like a choir of angels, I was getting closer to my dream job, writing, a university professor asked me to help him in the script of a production that would be filmed in New York, everything was great and divine until the protagonist went to bed with the director. The producer
It's like 8 am, I know it because at this time the light coming through the window hits my eyelashes hard and makes me angry, at least I woke up a little later, I get up upset throwing everything that gets in my way, I suppose that Natalie has already gone to work, I open the door and there is a note about it."I'm so sorry about yesterday :( I left you a piece of lemon cake in the fridge"How beautiful, I just hope she doesn't do these things to me again, I faithfully believe that I will stay single raising cats like my neighbor Don Juancho.Eating my lemon pie I look out the window, the big sign of the Centinelo building can be seen from here, I go to the white chair in front of the TV and I start to see what's good at this hour.My phone makes me jump in fright, I put my hand to my chest and sigh, I'll change that fucking tone of the cockroach.I go to my cell phone at a brisk pace and slide my finger across the screen. It is an unknown number.-Hello? I ask when picking up, with a
I fall fast asleep almost immediately, my phone rings a few hours later, I feel like I haven't slept at all, unknown number again, I know the only anonymous callers are from the magazine, I hang out of bed and clear my throat not to sound sleepy"Good morning," I say when I pick up.“Kate Green? “Asks a male voice, that's Malcom, I'm sure.“Yes, she talks “I rub my eyes, I need to sleep more.“Great, we need you to be here in 30 minutes Mr. Centinelo decided to advance his flight, we have just been notified that he is about to arrive, it is not convenient for you not to be present on your first day.Oh, my God! I look at the clock and see that it's 40 minutes to 6 am. Is it serious?"Ok, I'll be there," I reply, jumping up, my head spinning, running to the bathroom and showering in less than five minutes.I would have dressed better but I don't have time, I wear black pants almost similar to the one on the day of the interview and some platforms that I found in sight, I look through a
“I understand that he is 25 “What? 25? “He is the eldest son of the founder of the magazine, he said in a magazine for the channel that he worked that he was retiring because he wanted to spend quality time with his wife and would leave his eldest son in charge “he takes a sip of his tea and continues stirring it with the little spoon “That unpleasant person you work for made the magazine grow much more in two years in charge, before it wasn't even half of what it is now, and believe it or not, he owns half of New York, He has shares in most of the companies in this city, and not only here, but also worldwide, he is practically a genius for business.I am speechless for a few moments, frowning at the space between my eyebrows.“No wonder he acts as the owner of the universe “damn bastard “ah, and I failed from my first day, a stupid girl wants to make my life miserable.Natalie looks at me and smiles.“I'm from you, I drag her to an alley without anyone noticing.I laugh out loud, Nat
I get to my normal workday, and yes, Santiago doesn't seem to remember anything, he doesn't mention anything and continues to act demanding and judgmental as usual. As soon as they see that he is entering the company, everyone starts running everywhere, I never got used to running through the office when he arrives, I'm just waiting for him with his cup of coffee to receive the five thousand orders for the day, the same today. As the days go by, my obligations are even greater and he gives me more trustworthy positions like Malcom's when he is not around; while I'm doing the weekly report, a perfectly coiffed Malcom, adjusting his gray jacket with black stripes, approaches me.“Mr. Centinelo wants to see you, right now “Ah? Damn, those words make me shudder. For God's sake! What have I done wrong? Are you going to fire me? I close the laptop as Malcom leaves and walks to the elevator. I take my notebook and with the nerves oftip walk towards his office at a steady pace while I adjust
Santiago calls at 3 pm, to give me the address of the place where we would get married, I never thought about having a wedding and I never thought that I would get married with the same clothes that I went to work. I arrive and Santiago is with Malcom on a bench in the legal office, I don't know what Malcom has to do with it but then I remember that Santiago doesn't do anything without him, we enter the place and the lawyer is talking on the phone, Santiago gives me a velvet box blue, I frown and open it quickly, it's the engagement ring, it's impossible not to open my eyes wide seeing something like that, it has a red diamond in the center and the white gold shines, this must have cost a fortune, I put it in my ring finger and a rather raspy voice snaps me out of my thoughts."I love love stories, of young people who get married without much thought," says the lawyer, as he prepares the papers and situates both of us in front of him, it's logical that he doesn't know anything, or is
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