Chapter 2

Leonardo shrugged, as always are paying too much attention to him and simply looked at his phone again. “ ”H” ”hello... “ ”commented Ana in a stuttering manner and he raised his eyebrow. “ ”Hi, Ana just greeted us a few minutes ago," he said in confusion. “ ”I'm seeing you again for the second time," he said with a breath in his voice and without knowing what to say, I accepted his foolishness. “ ”Okay," he commented; she simply shrugged again. It was extremely difficult for her to find a way to get his attention. Over the years they didn't come up against any. Firstly because she was too old for him, and secondly because he was very handsome. He didn't lack a woman and that was the worst of it. He was a bit strange, to tell the truth he was a bit of a redhead. Although not so much; but rather his hair was more of a yellow tone as a more golden point and the strangest thing: he had black eyes. He was a person with very golden hair rather reddish with black eyes.

Partly she had a look too penetrating, and strange. In addition he had no freckles: he had thick lips and a snub nose, which made you dream. Her body was quite stocky, so to speak. Ana always dreamed of being entangled in his arms; but that would never be possible. Suddenly, a vehicle approached the edge of the street. Out of it came an extremely attractive woman. Ana stood gawking at her. She was watching her as she approached Leonardo with great interest in the same way she put the phone in her pocket and gave him a huge smile. He took her by the waist and stole a kiss. Ana as she looked at that scene accustomed. Even though it still hurt, it was hard for her to process. For Leonardo, having an image of women. It was something usual for him, but for Ana: it was one more prick in the heart. “ ”Let me introduce you: to my cousin sister “ ” Leonardo commented turning around, but Ana was gone. ＜＜Cousin sister...＞＞＞ She had disappeared from the sight of the two of them, like a bolt of lightning into the interior of the house. He stepped on the floor, he did so with so much sorrow and pain in his heart, he simply wept bitterly. She did it again and again, in her bedroom. Hitting the pillow, hitting it quite sadly. Because in that instant, she knew perfectly well that she was only immersed in a dream. In a dream that would never take her anywhere good. She had to forget it, she would have to find someone again. Who could help her not to feel all that she felt for Leonardo. She didn't know. How to do it? The next morning, Ana, like every day, had to go to the university. Ana had to take her cousin who lived across the street. They both still lived in the big house on the farm. Where Brianna had been for so many years. The difference is that Hernan was in a house in the front, which was basically given to him by Briana. So from that point on, he himself had grown up there with his parents. For Leonardo, growing up there had been one of the best things that had happened to him. He would have liked to have an older cousin to play with. With Federico he played a lot, but with Ana too. Ana, with some nervousness: every day she parked in front of her cousin's house.