ute before I got home. With the crowd in front, I was forced to deviate from the path. Damn timing becau

ur later. Candance was sprawled out on my couch. The shift was certainly exhausting, although she said it was peaceful just

sterious car had continued on its way. I tried to do other things within my routine on normal days: reading, studyi

e fell asleep again. We only went to talk an

t even today's roast, brown

was tense,

etched out on the sofa. Tomorrow is my day. Thirty-six h

out me. It seems like karma, e

u, I've had some

late in

of crazy fans, is staying at the Ritz, on the beach. T

Candance, blinking like Puss in Boots, "

he back garage exit, but" I said, hitting her hand. "Before yo

'll leave it out because your food even

icine and meritoriously became head of the hospital's cardiology department. My heart, at times, felt bitter for not bei

with a good relaxing book. The phone rang around eight at night, and it was from the hospit

Lily s

urgent surgical case. The family wants the best neuro

. I'll be there in fifteen minutes

s left rest aside. As soon as I entered the hospital, I noticed a crowd of doctors. They discuss

center who had called me, motioned

the actor Jack Alton. He has a brain hemorrhage and trauma. The girlfriend arrived alive, but has just passe

y thought was to save the man I loved and still lov

to cry and scream. I took a deep breath and before starting, I asked them to play some music. Everyone was surprised because I claimed not to like classical music

me, I cried, but not before telling the person in charge. I arrived at the reception, where there was a crowd of reporters and a thin, tall, blond man with green eyes nearby – v

ere I was. The press tried to follow, but

is Jack? Don'

ir

ou can cal

eventy-two hours are crucial. He had a brain hemorrhage and head traum

see it,

the glass. Fol

wed Jack lying down, with his he

s brother. He

with acid all over the walls. I took a de

o receive visitors for

ry close, and I'm sure he'll come anyway. An

the first thought that crossed my

bathroom I cried even more and vomited all my anguish. What would I do? Jack's brother knew me. I w

n the morning. I drove aimlessly. I got home and locked

*

J

ours be

ated the car even more on a curve, it was only then that she noticed my nervousness, and stopped for a while. The trip to Monaco meant nothing to me. We took a boat

. Dinner was already prepared, she had called the night before, without me knowing, she had spoken to Johny and found out the itinerary, desp

id I didn't want to come back late

ow you don't love me, but I love you enough for

s, full of curves, and it was in one of these that the

uining th

eing realistic

nner, silence reigned. I sensed anxiety in the ai

s the real reas

nking about breaking up with me. I thought I could change his mind by showing love.

k my h

ke this? You can never keep a commitment to anyone. He's a grea

and I admired her. She was a great friend and lover. I felt it was time to reveal

." She seriousl

y of her, she is a great woman and deserves to

e, it was more of a gesture

I want to get through the wors

ned with my eyes closed, still standing in the parking

em acted with love. So, they opened a competition at the school where I studied. It was three exhausting days of watching auditions until I saw her. Her name was Sara. We fell in love quickly; within two months, we were already living together. We managed to hide it from the media so that she could progress in her career, wi

, but I remember this a

dated, we g

ying. Pietra was embarrassed and sad, I saw he

ck here and put your seat belt on. We are

the driver driving on medication. He hadn't slept for more than a day, crossing the roads of Spain and France to get to Italy

hile. I heard some voices, and the lights and

you listen

tried to turn my head, but I couldn't. I was lookin

an was thrown

om that moment on I only woke up a whil