- Good morning, little sister. - My brother lies on my bed. - Daddy is calling you.- Take my bag. I pull my bag from his hands.
- You’ve already given the message, Chris. Vaza! - I’ll go to the door and open it. I hope the same goes out. - "Please, Christian.- He gets up and leaves quickly.
— Calm down, little sister, you’re very angry, huh? Oh, it must be the engagement you just broke up with, huh?- You leave my room laughing, but I hold your arm.
- Do not dare! - I pull him and place him against the wall of the corridor. - Do not say anything.
— Relax, Ise... If it’s up to me, Mom won’t know. But I want $300! - Put your hand in front of me. I’ll give you the amount. - Very good to do business with you, little sister...- leaving me alone there.
I walk towards the stairs. My father is in the room with my mother. I see no sign of my brother and I assume that he left with his best friend. As soon as he sees me, my father gives a yellow smile. My mother barely looks at my face. In the last few days, my mother disappears from nowhere. Even my brother Christian doesn’t know where she goes.
- My princess! - Try to get up. - You look so beautiful. - Before he gets up, I go to him and give him a kiss on his face.
- Dad, I’m going to Isa’s house. - Without waiting for my mother to get up and bother me, I leave.
FELIPE
I just finished my job at the stable. As soon as I get to the kitchen, all the servants are looking at me curious. I take an apple and ignore everyone’s looks. Karol comes in my hesitant direction. She’s my best friend since we were kids.
- The boss is calling, Felipe. - I am surprised. Without releasing a word, I go to his room.
I take a deep breath and open the door to his room. The place doesn’t have a ray of light, the walls are dark, the bed is three times bigger than mine. Even though I’m not a good man, I can’t stand to see him like that. His tired gaze stares at me as I walk into his room. I approach him and he holds my hand.
- My... son...- A tired cough takes care of him. - Come closer. - Speak with difficulty.
- Do you want to give me some instructions? - I sit in the chair next to your bed.
- I just changed my will. I named you my universal heir. - Still in shock, I ask:
- Me? Why? - Your hands caress my face.
- Because... vo... you are my son.- Tears flow in my eyes.
- Master, you are delusional.- I walk away and stand.
—No, Philip. No. I’m not delusional. - The shortness of breath increases. - "You are blood of my blood. - I shake my head refusing to believe his words. - My only son. - The silence becomes unbearable in that room.
— Boss? Your Victor? NO! NO! DON’T DIE. It can’t be... I can’t be your son. I run out of there to my room. As soon as I close the door, Father John enters the room. My head is a thousand, trying to process what just happened. He looks at me expectantly, expecting some reaction from me. But I don’t know what to say.
- Was he able to say anything? - Anxious question.
—Yeah. He told me I’m his universal heir, Father. That I’m his son. His only son. But that’s not true, right? - ran his hand through gray hair, confused. - That is not possible. - I sit in the chair, stunned. - How can I be his son?
- Yes, Philip, yes. Victor Alexander was his father. - confirms, with regret.
Without wasting time, I run to the stable and take a horse, which is now mine. I climb it and go off in a shot, aimlessly. I hear Karol’s voice behind me and get off the horse, moving away. My cries echo all over the farm.
- What happened, Felipe? - He runs towards me. - Why are you shouting like that? I never thought you would be so shaken by the death of the boss.
— This man was not only my boss, Belinda. I am his son. Victor Alexander was my father. - stubborn tears flow down my face. - This man whom I only respected because he was my boss, and whom I criticized so much for the way he treated employees, was my father. I don’t feel this blood in my veins. How can it be true? - I put my hand on her shoulder, seeking support.
- Calm down! Things are like this, and you have to accept. I worry about seeing you like this. - You get too close to me, insinuating. - Talk to me.
- I want to be alone. This time don’t follow me. - I climb on the horse again, heading towards the beach.
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LOUISE
My meeting with Isabela was great. We had tea, we talked about her wedding, which was a few weeks ago, and her honeymoon in the Maldives. It’s been a long time since we’ve met. As soon as I walk into my room, my mother walks in like a hurricane.
— Imagine my surprise when your fiancé Lucas called me saying you broke up with him. In one day you ruined what I planned for a year, Loise! I explained to you what this marriage means to our family, to your father’s business. - she holds me by the arm, furious. - Go pack your bags. Tomorrow we’ll go to London to fix this mess you made. Whether you want it or not, you’ll marry him. - Squeeze my arm tight.
— No, Mom, I’m not going with you to London and I’m certainly not going to marry this guy . - I let go of her, heading towards my bed. - I will not marry a man I do not love. - I say, firm.
- That we will see! It is better Eloise , that you do not tempt me. You know me perfectly well and know that my decisions are not discussed.
— Mine don’t argue either. I stopped being a girl a long time ago and you can’t meddle in my life like that. I respect you a lot, Mom, but I don’t care what you think anymore. I always knew you wouldn’t agree, but I’m lucky and I know I can count on my father’s support and he can! You’ll be on my side in this decision. - I’m walking fast towards the corridor. - Dad!
- COME BACK HERE!! - I hear footsteps behind me. I enter his office and he is frightened by the way I enter.
- Calm down, my princess. - Hold me. - What’s all the shouting, Blanca?