Episode 12

Ayla: Geez, guys! Could it be that the dream became reality? Could it be that I attracted this to myself?

Could it be that the devil was already setting a trap for me, and God was trying to warn me through the dream?

I'm completely speechless, and when I finally manage to come to my senses and gather strength from who knows where, I'm speechless, stammering like crazy.

Mr... Mr.... Mr. Cortez.... What was that?

Finally, I manage to form a sentence.

He doesn't answer me, just turns his back on me and walks away with long strides.

I'm petrified in the same spot, not knowing what to do or what to think, my virginity, and now what do I do?

It doesn't take long before I hear the sound of heels clicking on the floor, and then I see Alexia entering through the reception hall. I don't know whether to be happy or sad - happy because someone showed up and I'm dying to tell her about this, but sad because I'm dying of shame to talk about such a thing. After all, what will they think of me? That I go around rubbing myself on men, and worse, my boss.

Then I'm pulled out of this whirlwind of thoughts that are frying my neurons.

Alexia: Ayla, Ayla, Aylaaaa!

Wake up, girl, what's wrong with you?

You look like you've seen a ghost, you're white as a sheet, come on, tell me what happened!

Ayla: I... I can't talk!

Alexia: What do you mean, girl? Stop messing around and tell me now.

Ayla: I can't, it was something sinful and unhealthy.

Alexia: Oh, for God's sake, just tell me, were you hallucinating here? Is that it?

Ayla: Mercy, my little saint, stop being crazy, girl, are you in a hurry to send me to hell or what? It must be that!

Alexia: Then stop giving wings to my imagination and tell me already.

Ayla: Do you promise you won't think I'm a pervert and won't tell anyone?

Alexia: Of course not, girl, do you think I'm stupid?

I'm your friend.

Ayla: I tell her about the dream and what happened too, and then I'm dying of shame.

After I finish telling everything, I put my hand over my face, trying to hide at least a little of the immensity of the shame I feel.

She stands for a few seconds with her mouth open, in shock, and then says to me:

Alexia: Seriously, my brother kissed you? This isn't some kind of delusion of yours? After all, he doesn't usually kiss women! Seriously, if all this is real - because I'm still incredulous - he saw something different in you.

You need to invest in this and rescue my brother from the darkness he sank into after the death of his wife.

Ayla: Hmmm, how do you mean, death of his wife?

Alexia: I said too much, well, let's get down to business, I need you to rescue him!

Ayla: No, no, you'll have to forgive me, but I can't surrender to the enemy's snares.

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