Chapter 2

"Why are you running so slow?" I wanted to know, confused. Are you looking for an excuse to talk to me? "Because I want to talk to you," she said simply. I looked at him curiously. "I don't know who you are," I said and just picked up my pace. "I'm the message guy," she said so simply that I looked at him in surprise. “ Well, now you will surely be in danger: I sent it to Francisco. As soon as I said those words he looked at me surprised. “Why did you do that? “Because I don't know you, but Francisco does, he's going to be my future husband. "Don't trust him," he said, simply turning around. “Wait..! “ I yelled raising my hand “ who are you...? I wanted to know. "Someone who wants to take care of you, nothing more," he said and left. Confused, I looked around not sure if this was a joke or what the hell. But a part of me was completely terrified. I turned around so I could go back to my house. Not caring much about the curious glances, I kept walking. When I turned the corner, I realize that some reporter was following me. I started to walk at a brisk pace, so I could ignore them until I finally entered the house. I gave a loud sigh, my quiet life had become something: something restless. Now I regretted it aside, I had done it for Emma's well”being, but now I didn't know if she was truly safe. First about the strange woman, and then what this man told me. “Is rare... Said The strangest thing of all is that he hadn't gotten angry because I told him the truth that had given him away. Now I was feeling a little confused, because he must have told me that he doesn't trust him. Worst of all, I didn't know how come I had so many doubts and so few answers that that only made me confuse. He wanted to ask someone how but he didn't have anyone to talk to. eleven I felt so lonely sad at that moment, my eyes filled with tears. I looked at Emma out of the corner of my eye, she herself had woken up, so she was playing with a rattle. I wiped her tears away, I simply take her in my arms so I can take her to bathe. A week passed. A week where I had nothing but boring things, Francisco had gone on a trip so I was alone. I was a little anxious to see him, he would arrive just today, that's what he had told me. I was washing the dishes after lunch when I heard a light knock on the door. He left everything as it is and turned off the water tap. As soon as I get closer; I open the door and I meet Francisco. I can't help but smile and hug him tight. "I missed you later," I said sincerely and he kissed me on the cheek. "I missed you too love. He gave me a chaste kiss on the lips again, and at that moment I felt truly happy. I can't help but smile one at a time and again, and the entrance through the house.

He gave me a lot of bags, which I couldn't understand anymore, apparently there are things for the baby in the clothes. Grateful, I approached him and kissed him again on his lips. ＜＜How could I doubt him..?＞＞ Himself, he looked at me in surprise as I then turned my attention from him to Emma. He took her in her arms, complemented her charge. “How is my daughter..? He wanted to know and I looked at him curiously, it was a bit disturbing, that he said those words but I didn't say anything. I just managed to smile and say: “ She is fine. She's already going to be 5 months old “ I said. Close the kitchen, to be able to turn on the coffee pot, and I could see by the reflection of the glass, that he was still holding her. For some reason, she couldn't trust him again. Although if he did. I took a few steps until finally coming up to him. Storyteller. He could feel something different in her, he placed a light kiss on her neck, and she shuddered from her. He turned, and kissed her very tenderly. They got lost between kisses for the first time, he can feel more skin than he ever felt before. He looked at her with dilated pupils, and in that moment he he knew he had to make her his. Looking out of the corner of their eyes that Ema was asleep, they took advantage of that opportunity, he placed her on the counter as he simply made love to her. The next day, she saw herself sitting in a luxurious restaurant. Francisco had invited her, he had gone to look for stitches, she had missed him this week, and in part she had not wanted to admit it because it was the truth. your daughter how you found your side. In her arms, while they waited for the menu, next to her was the stroller and Francisco was in front of her. “How have you been..? “He wants to know. “Well, the truth is that she was exercising a lot, being more with my daughter, due to which she is not working and... "You can keep doing it, I never told you you couldn't," he simply said, she looked at him surprised. “It's just... I was a little afraid that someone might discover me. "Don't worry, it's your job. I accepted you like that," he said, taking her hand. At that moment her inexplicable fears disappeared points I smile. He ell squeezed it hard, missing out on the softness of his male hand.