The next dayI open my eyes and look around me. I am still disoriented. What time is it? Where is Lucas? Those are the first questions that come to mind when I see myself utterly alone in this bed. I look at the clock on the nightstand, and I can't believe it's already noon. Have I slept that long? I wonder as I carefully get out of bed. I find my pale pink silk bathrobe that matches my short nightgown, put it on, and leave the room.I look in each room to see if Lucas is in one of them, but I reach the end of the corridor without finding him. Maybe it's in the kitchen or in the garden, right?When I finish going downstairs, I see him sitting on the sofa with the television on: « The influential businessman Raúl Sandoval was arrested yesterday afternoon and accused of numerous crimes, including money laundering, trafficking in precious stones, drug trafficking, and white slavery. We haven't gotten any more details yet, but we'll be expanding soon.» Says one of the country's most cr
Hours later"Daughter!" exclaims my father as soon as he sees me enter his office. He gets up from his chair to come and hug me with all his might. "How did you come up with that guy?! I would have died of sadness if something bad happened to you," he demands without letting me go."Dad, I'm fine. Nothing happened, don't worry," I reply and hug him to reassure him. "Your name will be cleared, you'll see," I explain, and suddenly he lets go of me a little to look me in the face."I don't know how you knew about the problems that Raúl and I had, but now we won't talk about it. I just want to look you in the eye and know that my little girl is fine," he tells me, just as he did when I was a little girl. "I'm excellent, dad," I reply. I turn to look at the door; under the frame, my fiancé is watching us. With a look, I tell him that he approaches since I will give my father the news. Lucas immediately enters, closing the door. "You know, we're actually fine," I say, looking my father in
"Why don't they go out?" I ask again as I enter Lucas's office after peeking out into the hallway for the fifth time."Can you please calm down?" He asks, placing his hands on my shoulders and making me stare at him. "It will hurt the baby," he continues.I look at him doubtfully, but I know he's right; our baby can feel all my nerves, and that's not good..."I'm sorry," I finally say and wrap my arms around him, "I'm very nervous, I'm afraid something bad might happen, I can't handle all this anymore," I confess, and feeling him around me makes me feel at home."Thanks for everything." We hear my father in the distance, and I separate from Lucas to leave the office in a hurry.Alejandro and I pass each other in the hallway, and I don't understand a thing. Has he been crying? "Alexander, what's going on?" I ask, absolutely worried.His green eyes look at me on the verge of tears, and he caresses my arm slowly. "Your father will tell you everything. I can't do it right now, I'm sorry,"
The way Lucas hugs me, trying to comfort me, calms me down a bit. The silence in the living room is immense, but I suppose he understands that I cannot say a single word right now.I have a half-brother. I repeat that phrase in my mind over and over again.I try to understand every word my father has said to me, and I have concluded that if Elena had been honest with my father and confessed that she was expecting a child from him, Raúl would not have hated them, and nothing would have happened to Lucía or me."Bella …" Lucas finally speaks to me as he gently caresses my hair, "I know you don't feel like doing anything, but you have to eat something amore; you're not alone anymore," he tells me and kisses my hair."It's just that I'm not hungry. I can't believe everything I've learned today; do you realize that Alejandro is my half-brother? If that had been known, you would not have lost Lucía and me..." I try to talk, but I can't continue."You would not have been a victim of my reven
The next day:Waking up today was practically impossible. I have barely been able to sleep, and when I did, it was terrible with nausea and nightmares. The only good thing about everything is that Lucas has taken care of me all day and takes care of absolutely everything."Bella..." I hear him say as he enters the room.I finish zipping up the dress I've put on, and I look at him through the mirror's reflection "yes?""Your bro... Alejandro...has arrived", he finally says."I'm coming down," I sigh, "I'm nervous; I don't even know how to talk to him," I say, adjusting the fabric of the dress, and then I turn around. "Yesterday, I was an only child; today, I'm not. Do I explain myself?" I say, confused by how I feel.He nods, approaches me slowly, and puts his arms around my waist to get closer. "If you allow me to give you some advice, don't miss this opportunity that life provides you. You are gaining a brother while I have lost a sister," he suggests, and his words go deep in me."O
I feel nauseous and more nauseated. I stand up, flush the toilet, and go to the sink immediately. I can't understand if the nausea is a consequence of the pregnancy or if hearing that my half-brother almost fell in love with me has made me so disgusted."Bella!" I hear Lucas shout from the other side of the door, and I don't know if I dare to talk to him right now about Alejandro's infatuation."I'm coming," I limit myself to answer, and then I rinse my mouth.I look in the mirror after I'm done and can't find peace. I feel like life has hit me on different fronts simultaneously. I don't know if I was more panicked about being kidnapped or if my half-brother almost fell in love with me.At what point has my whole life been turned upside down like this?I take a deep breath, take courage, and leave the bathroom to meet Lucas's expectant gaze. "Are you feeling alright, Sienna?" he asks me, extremely worried."It was just nausea," I explain, walking past him to sit on the edge of the bed
2 weeks laterTwo weeks have passed since Alejandro, and I spoke. To this day, neither my father nor I know where he's gone. Also, we haven't talked about what happened. I don't know how to reestablish my relationship with my father since my mother was not the love of his life but Elena."Ready?" Lucas asks me as he walks over to me.I look him over from head to toe and notice his excitement. Today, I have to go back to the doctor for the monthly pregnancy checkup, which means we will see our baby again. I smile at him, nod, and take my bag. "Yes." I reply, trying to put on my best face."Let's go then," he indicates and, without further ado, takes me by the hand so we can leave the house together.I like seeing him in this loving and overprotective role; It is a facet that suits him wonderfully. Although everything around us seems to be in chaos, ours continues to be unique in its own way.He helps me into the car, then climbs in on the driver's side, and inevitably I stare at him. H
We have been sitting on a park bench with a sea view for more than an hour. We are both in complete silence, watching the sunset, and I guess we are thinking exactly the same thing. We have been speechless since we left the doctor's office with the news that we are having twins.In my case, I am terrified. Having a baby seemed like a huge responsibility, and it scared me, but now with two, I just want to run away."Are you scared?" Lucas asks me, finally breaking the silence, and for some reason, his words make me laugh.Is it the nerves or that seeing him the same or more scared is funny?"Fear? No, I'm panicking!" I admit, and now he is the one who laughs."I'm so glad to hear I'm not the only one panicking here. Having a child already made me aware of our great responsibility. I was mentally preparing to be the best version of myself, the one our son or daughter deserved, but two? They will cry simultaneously, we will have to change their diapers at every moment, and both of them w