Episode 2

MATHEUS JONES...

I wake up early for another day of work and Madson's fully aesthetic procedures body is clinging to me. I roll my eyes and leave the bed, going to my room. I have been with Madson for almost six years, but I have never taken her to my bed. We always have sex in the guest room, which is at the opposite end of the hallway, far away from my own room. Only one person has my heart and the right to sleep in my bed.

It's a shame that this person hates me. I know I am the one to blame for this happening. I blame myself every day for not believing her. I don't blame her for hating me so much...

I take a long shower and put on one of my many tailored suits. I grab one of my most expensive watches, sunglasses, cellphone, and head down to breakfast. Madson is already sitting at the table with a gossip magazine and talking on the phone. Her irritating voice sounds high-pitched and strangely childish.

"Darling, I need a new dress."

"Another one? You bought seven last week, and all of them were insanely expensive."

"Darling... I've already worn those. I need a new one for a party Megan is throwing on Saturday. Please."

"Buy it with your own card. One dress paid with your own money won't make you poor. I have to go, my day is filled with meetings."

I leave her talking to herself. My driver is already waiting for me in front of the house. I get in and he already knows where we are going every day before eight in the morning, for over a week now: the hospital. I arrive at the hospital and go to the reception.

"Good morning! Can you tell me if there's anyone in Pedro Henrique Cameron Jones' room?"

The lady looks and tells me no, so I go to my little one's room. Whenever I arrive, he is always sleeping. That's the only thing that gives me the courage to show up here every day.

I go to him and his little face resembles his mother's so much... My little one... I love that woman so much, but I can't be with her knowing that I broke her heart in the worst way. I gently stroke Pedro's black curls, being careful not to wake him up. I am not ready yet to explain to him that I am his father and I abandoned him when his mother needed me the most.

"Hey little son... You need to be okay, you know? You need to take care of mommy since daddy can't..."

I stay a few more minutes with him and leave his room. I go to the doctor's office responsible for him, and as soon as I enter, he raises an eyebrow.

"My friend, you know I can't hide this from Rafaela for much longer, right?"

"I know... but I was the one who messed up. I deserve to suffer even more than this. I know it's wrong to take advantage of the situation my son is in just to spend five minutes with him... It still hurts a lot to remember all the words I said to Rafa that day."

"You were a piece of sh.t."

"I really wanted to meet Ana... I saw some photos of her on Pri's phone... But it's not the same."

"Sorry I can't help with that. I am already breaking one of the hospital's rules by allowing you to see Pedro."

"I know... How is he?" I say, a little sad.

"He needs a bone marrow transplant. From what I've seen in his tests, you might be the only compatible donor."

"Transplant? My God... He's only five..."

"It's usually at this age that this kind of disease appears..."

"I want to do a compatibility test... If I'm compatible, you don't even have to tell Rafa, I'll accept being an anonymous donor."

"Unfortunately, I can only allow you to do the test after she does it."

"Damn it! If I'm the only compatible one, she won't want to talk to me... She'll want to put others through the tests..."

Natan looks at me, a little sad. I know he understands my pain, even though he has no idea of its density. I say goodbye to him and go to the company. I need to occupy my mind with the new jewelry production for this season. We have a large number of orders, and our catalog is becoming richer and richer with exclusive pieces.

Our exclusive sets are a success with each release. Every year, I create a special set for Rafa, hoping that one day she will forgive me... The jewelry can be worn. They are displayed in the store, but never sold, as they are my creation and I have placed a value too high for anyone to purchase. Several times, my father has asked me to at least put one of the sets up for auction, but I always refuse.

"God... Help me..."

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