Lying on the couch going back to the past and talking about the fears and anguish that afflicted my chest. It didn't come in my memory; it wasn't inside my head backwards. You can't even remember her smell. That light hit me in the face. I was thinking about my skin. I closed my eyes. I almost fell asleep. But she didn't even come back to my memory. Not a touch to the contrary, the only thing that came into my mind was Cecilia in our moments, our fights, goodbyes and, because I remembered those roses and that moment, I couldn't believe it, I took a deep breath.
"Have you ever thought that you don't want to remember? He said he stared at me, and I got up fast and angry.
"Do you think I want to go through all this that I'm going through? What professional are you?
Mr. Moretti. I see it's blocked her memories and will come slowly.
- A fucking psychiatrist.
After the accident I feel the worst of men, insecure, with fears and no feelings on one occasion. Seeing me out of the office, I had to make decisions about Valentina, and I couldn't live next door to her like that. And I still need to think that I can lose Cecilia and right now that she's back and you're being so understanding with me. You didn't charge me for why I married Valentina, and I thought it was weird.
I left that place in anger and went to the office, i took refuge in my living room and kept trying to find my way out. I couldn't stand living like this anymore with those doubts.
"Where's Valentina? I look at Carol who gave a smile.
"She didn't do well and went home. But can I help you?
No, I’m not... I was going to walk into the room, and she'd come back and she'd just stop staring at me. "What's she got?
" Headaches. But is everything okay?
I don't answer and go out to the office, I wasn't getting to stand still, and I had to talk to her and this is the time.
I was determined, I was going to discuss the divorce with Valentina. I needed a divorce and already rehearsing the words. I needed to leave that moment I was living with her behind. And start a new life or I'd lose Cecilia for good. I didn't want that for myself anymore. I couldn't remember any of her moment, in my mind and when I arrived, I took a deep breath, the house was all dark and I went looking and saw myself asleep on the couch. I sat on the huge couch and stared and saw how beautiful she is. And so many things went through in my mind and one of them that I got married because I wanted to. I felt sorry for him, looking at him like he looks helpless and alone.
I approached and tried to smell you and close my eyes to go back in time. Maybe so I remembered something, of the two of us and saw that it was in vain, I just had feelings of excitement. And she made me weird. I kept looking at her and I wanted to tell her everything.
But I gave up on finding her there alone and safe in my arms carefully and took her to bed, put her to bed, she still mumbled and the only thing I did was look at her again and, is it because I have mixed feelings about her?
As I was going to break up with her seeing her so asleep, so fragile, so alone, I couldn't do that to her, she's a good girl I needed to get my memory back, but I couldn't take a deep breath and went out to the bar. I needed to drink and forget all that pain I was feeling. And that's what I did.
"Leave me the bottle here, please.
I let life bring me back to the past something about her. But where is she in my memory? I was full of questions and if she was suffering me too.
I was at a crossroads; I couldn't remember her and i couldn't get her out of my head. I came home drunk. I dropped the frame and threw myself on my bed.
I took a deep breath and I ceiling ed, everything was black, strange and I laughed alone. And the only thing that came to mind was that she rips off her shirt and looked at the ceiling. "Stop fucking wheel.
When I closed mine and breathing with difficulty, I still put my hand on my face.
"She was dressed in front of me, her body turned velvety, and I smiled with a naughty face and she smiled."
"What was now strange?"
"Will you marry me?"
"She laughed in my face, and I repeated. Will you marry me? To be my wife? I took a deep breath."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes? Will you marry me, be my wife?"
I turn around in bed and almost fall, I take a deep breath.
"I have something to propose to you. I still breathed, I looked at her remembering what happened last night and I remember some things. That's when I lit the cigarette, looked at the watch again and with one hand in my pocket.
"Marry me?"
I approach the woman and holding her hand I smile and feel the breath smell that she exuded from flowers and lavender. And I'll swing my head and I see Valentina’s smile.
I didn't believe it. When I opened my eyes and saw her being Valentina, I sat in bed running as if it were live and in color. I saw her in front of me. And I asked her to marry me. I put my hand on my chest. And it all comes in my memory, in my mind. My eyes were burning, and I saw the marriage proposal coming into my head, it was inside my chest this whole time. Hidden.
I go off on my bed and try to move my head and step on my sweaty hair and eyes wanting to be closed and breathe the lactating headache, bitter and dry mouth. I still put my hand on my face trying to wake up, I couldn't. I looked at the ceiling, looked to the side, alone in the huge bed. I took a deep breath and got up to create the courage to go to work, but I couldn't.
" Boy, what a heavy sleep that was.
I had a glass of cold water, I couldn't eat anything, i went to the company. I had to work, I had to do something, but my head was throbbing. I couldn't stand it. I took a deep breath, when I sat in my chair, my body hurt. I put my hand on my forehead and realized I forgot something, but I didn't know what it was.
"Good morning, Mr. Moretti?
"Good morning, Sabrina, but I'm coming home, I forgot something, and I don't remember what it is.
Something was bothering me, and I didn't know what I forgot. I still looked again at my phone, looked at my hand and nothing. I had that feeling that something was left behind, but I didn't know what it was. I took a deep breath and came home. I had to go back, I was terrible, and I've already been stuck in the fridge and killing the drought That I'm in.
I took a deep breath and when I was turning the water, I looked at the table and she was having breakfast and looking scared.
"Is everything okay Enzo?
"You won't believe it, I went to the company and came back here and I have a feeling that I forgot something and I can't remember what it is.
" Hangover I saw that arrived late yesterday.
"Of course not, I came in and I was sleeping on the couch, but are you okay?
I had a headache. I have to go, I'm late.
"Wait for me and let's go together. My head hurts too much and I've had enough water, what a fucking whiskey I drank.
We went down together and she, quietly, didn't say a word. And when she got in the car, it was like that situation had already happened. She put on the music, and I kept looking out the window. The strong breath, the smell in the car. I took matters into my own business with her and I laughed when she said:
"What did you say Enzo? I look at her too weird.
"I didn't say anything. But I was going to tell you when you interrupted me. She laughed and shouted:
"Oh, my God, an accident.
We hadn't even turned the first corner, the car went off and lost control, crawling into a tree. I couldn't believe it; I was in shock at the scene while she screamed nonstop. "Let's stop and help. Hillside.
" We'd better go and get curious together in a little while, this is going to be hell to get out of here.
"Let's help, please.
"No, I'm going to call the rescue.
" No, we'd better go and see what happened. We can't let them die there sandwiched in that tree. Be good, Enzo. She got out of the car with everything and ran in the direction of the accident. Me trying to hold her. " Help here, Enzo.
She started taking off the hardware that was on top and was already talking to the woman who was crying.
-Hi! I'm going to help you. She holds the woman's hand and starts talking to her—Calm down, be calm, don't cry. Don't get desperate like that, it's going to be okay.
She stared at me looking at the man who was in prison.
" Help here, get up here, Enzo, to get them out of the car. She got desperate, she seemed to be her family, and we tried to help, and I called the ransom. Call the ransom, Enzo, call the rescue.
Me calling the ransom. And she kept talking, the woman, held her hand and said:
"Rest assured, it'll be all right. But what happened?
" We were arguing and unintentionally, I hit my hand on his arm, and he ended up getting nervous and lost control of the car.
"Calm down, it's going to be all right. The rescue is coming, and you're going to be fine.
I looked at her and saw that she was desperate to save the couple. She's a good person with an immense heart. I shook my head and helped him up.
And I held her tight, and she almost cried when She saw the scene. The rescue arrived and we left the place very sad about what happened, and we did not say a word. She seemed scared, but I realized that she is a very good-hearted person and traveling in my thoughts and shook my head out of my thoughts and I couldn't remember anything but what I had for breakfast. My head was spinning, I had a headache and after what I saw I got worse.
She still looks me in the eye, and we walk in and I said:
"They're going to be fine, Valentina.
"Then I'm going to call to make sure they're okay.
She smiled and we went in together and she's still and all smiles.
"What do you hear? Is it all right, Paul?
" Valentina, I've been waiting for you, I need your help.
But what happened?
"I need you to help us with the colors and we haven't decided on the fabric yet. Could you help us?
Of course, I do. Let's go to your office and we'll figure this out.
She left and I went into my office, and I was thinking about everything that happened. How can people's lives change overnight? Something had happened to me and I still didn't know what it was.
Sitting looking at the table full of papers and a project to finish. I get distressed and my phone kept ringing and I came in with a document on the table, Had to analyze, decide the colors and this client is unbearable. And my throbbing head I take a deep breath and scream:
" What a fucking... Are you slutty? The water fell to the ground, and I got up and I see that she was entering the room and laughed.
"What happened here, Enzo?
"I'm drowning in all this today. I got lost here. I showed her the phone and she laughed.
"Everything well, you can let me solve everything for you, but I won't be able to talk to you right now. I was talking to client Soares. " I'm with another client on the line, then we'll talk.
" What happened?
" I'm full of things to solve and still can't convince the client to accept the project I sent. And still hungover. I don't even know what else to do and I can't send the bridal project. Everything decided to fall on me today.
"Easy, let me talk to the client. But what's it about?
" It's about the wedding dresses.
"Rest assured I'll sort it out. She took a deep breath and laughed. - Yes, Mr. Ramírez, I'm going to send it now and you have a preference for changes and colors? She made gestures and laughed- yes, but what didn't you like? I'll send now everything is ready and so tell me what you don't want. Moretti had to go to the meeting, but rest assured that I personally go myself and show the project. I can take a model and so she wears the model and can check the models. Can I go tomorrow? I shook my head stating and she laughed. " I will always be at your disposal. I'll see you soon.
I kept looking at her and seeing how professional she was. I couldn't lie, she was too effective in her work, owner of an immense heart, very professional.
As she worked it out there, I watched how professional she was, the opposite of what I imagined of her. I think it was that red dress that made her very vulgar and what I hated, but she's totally professional, different from what I thought. I think we're both married, we deserve to at least be friends, that's the truth. As she spoke I watched every step, every gesture of hers. She's delicate, she's professional, strong, determined. She took the lead of my business and she decided everything in a matter of seconds while I was desperate. I stood there traveling in every gesture she spoke, and she smiled.
" Pronto Enzo, see? It's all been taken care of. You're too much.
I was so area and the phone ringing and still there looking at her laugh. When I looked, I saw it being Cecilia. How was I going to tell her I couldn't split up now? And that I was going to have to stay with her? I kept thinking that, looking, watching and she said:
" Enzo, won't your phone answer?
" Cecilia. I couldn't get to you, I'm screwed up at the company, I have a lot of things to do.
"You never have Enzo time for me. I need to see you.
"No, I can’t, and I can't leave now. I look at her who was moving the papers. "We're going to have to leave it for another time. I'll call you as soon as I figure it out here.
" No more excuses Enzo.
"There's no point in shouting. While Cecilia was screaming, she gets up and stares at me. I can't leave.