Episode 9

It has been 15 days already, today is the wedding, it will only be a civil ceremony. Santino did not want to get married religiously. During these past days, he has been very kind. We have shared pleasant moments with Lucero. The little girl has adapted to her grandparents and her uncle. I managed to communicate with Mrs. Monica, the vineyard is going well. I told her that I am going to stay here for a while. I didn't mention the marriage or that today is my wedding ceremony. It's nothing like what I have dreamed of: getting married, dressed in white, being taken to the altar, waiting for the prince I love, and who loves me. I like Santino and have feelings for him, but I know that he doesn't feel the same way. That's because he thinks I'm Anna. Hopefully, one day he will realize and come to love me as I know I can love him. If I feel things for him.

I finished getting ready, wearing a simple white dress that I bought for this occasion. When he arrived, I saw him looking very elegant, waiting for me. He asked why I wore a white dress, to which I responded that I am a bride and I am getting married. He sighed and told me it's better if I change. As he turned to leave the house, I felt humiliated. At least he could pretend. I quickly went up to my room and the first thing I did was take out a long black dress. I think he will be happy with this one.

As we left the house, the driver opened the door for me. He was sitting there, looking at his watch. When he looked up, furrowing his brow, questioning why I changed, I sighed in frustration and replied that it doesn't matter, and the last thing I want is to make him uncomfortable.

We remained silent throughout the journey. When we arrived and entered, the judge and two witnesses were waiting for us. One was Mr. Marcos, and the other was a friend of Santino's. Mr. Marcos handed him an envelope that contained my identification as Anna. It was an ID card and passport. I was pensive about how it ended up in their hands. Santino asked me what I was thinking. I replied, asking how he managed to get Anna's documents. His response was with money, and he always gets what he wants. I sighed. We approached the judge, who said a few words, and I signed as Anna. My thoughts: "You wanted to marry Anna, here you have it."

Santino

During these past days, I have spent time with Anna and my niece Lucero. The truth is I haven't been able to help feeling something for her. Her lips, her eyes, and her face are so perfect, with or without makeup. I don't understand how she didn't become the most famous model, she is beautiful. Maybe it's because of her arrogance, but becoming a mother changed her. I can't forget about my revenge, about what she did to my brother. I think I am falling in love with Anna, with that liar. Today, we are getting married in a civil ceremony. My mother wants a religious ceremony, but I can't. I am already dressed, waiting for her. When she arrives in a white dress, she looks beautiful, but all I ask her is why she dressed like that and to change. I noticed sadness in her eyes. I turned around and left. I got into the vehicle, and after a few minutes, she arrived wearing a black dress. I asked her again why she changed. Her response was that she didn't want to make me uncomfortable. Seeing her in black makes me more uncomfortable than seeing her in white. Does she think she will become a widow as soon as this marriage begins? Maybe she thinks I will die like my brother. We arrived, and Marcos handed me the documentation I asked for from Anna. It was difficult to obtain, but we managed with money. Marcos wanted to tell me something else, but I didn't let him. I am not interested in anything related to Anna's family, so I asked him not to tell me anything, just to deliver the documents when we arrived, and that's what he did. I handed them to her, and she looked at me surprised, something that made me feel doubtful but also annoyed, especially when I saw her signature. It was the same. There was no doubt. She is a liar and a mythomaniac, that much is clear. We left the place; there will be no honeymoon other than moving to our mansion.

Anna

The idiot I was with has left me. He left because, according to his wife, he realized he has a mistress. Rather than being left penniless on the streets by him, I prefer to leave myself, just like an old rag. He even took away the apartment I had, so I have decided to go to France to look for my sister at the address where she is staying. I packed my bags and headed to the airport with the little money I have left. At least I know where to go; the place is called Champagne. I know this because I managed to write it down from the newspaper when I read the news. Wait for me, little sister, here I come.

Mr. Felix

It's been a while since my girl called me. I say my girl affectionately because I have taken care of her since she was very young, after my friends passed away. She and her sister are totally different – one is wicked-hearted and the other is an angel with a white soul. My dear Anny has always cared about others and hasn't lived her own life. She became a mother without carrying the child in her womb. I am boarding my private jet to the vineyard because I haven't heard from her in a while. I called but noticed that Mrs. Mónica was acting a bit different. With my years of experience as a lawyer, it tells me that they are hiding something from me. I called my son Felipe, who is currently dealing with some matters in Italy, to inform him that I will be absent in the United States. My son is a psychologist; it's a shame he didn't study law. Being a professional is important, and he is very good at it. He hasn't gotten married yet and hasn't given me the chance to be a grandfather. I hope to receive that news soon. I arrived in France after a few hours and a long journey. I reached the place, the Vineyard, where peace abounds. Anny is truly a charming woman. I wish I had her as my daughter-in-law, my son's wife. But what the hell am I thinking?