Elizabeth
The days passed with an overwhelming slowness since I made the decision to keep my pregnancy a secret. Every morning, upon opening my eyes, I felt a powerful mixture of fear and determination taking hold of me. I was aware that I had to continue with my life, but the uncertainty about what the future held became a heavy burden that I carried within me. My brothers, Tomas and Javier, were beginning to perceive that something was affecting me, that there was a change in my behavior, but I tried to disguise it, insisting that it was all due to the stress that work was causing me.
One morning, while I was getting ready to go to the office, Tomas intercepted me in the kitchen with a serious expression on his face. He looked at me fixedly and, in a grave tone, said:
"Elizabeth, we need to talk."
His tone made my heart race a little.
"You can't keep behaving like this. We all notice that something is bothering you."
I let out a deep sigh, aware that it was in vain to try to continue hiding what I felt.
"Tomas, I'm fine. I just need a little time to clarify some things that I have on my mind."
I looked at them both carefully, feeling a pang of remorse invading my chest for not being able to open up and share the secret I was keeping.
"I understand and I value very much what you have done for me," I told them sincerely. "However, there are certain things that I feel I must face and resolve on my own."
Tomas and Javier looked at each other with expressions of concern, exchanging a silent message that only they understood. After a few moments, they both nodded resolutely. Tomas came closer to me and, in a warm and comforting voice, said: “Okay, Elizabeth. We just want you to know that we are here for you, no matter what happens." Then, he enveloped me in a sincere hug, transmitting his unconditional support.
"Thank you very much for what you have done, guys," I replied, feeling a sense of relief as I uttered those words. "I am aware of all the effort you have put in, and I really appreciate it."
............. *WEEKS LATER* ................
I began a research process in search of alternatives to move to another country. I longed to find a place where I could start a new stage in my life, where no one had any knowledge of my history and what I had lived up to that moment. I was aware that this change entailed numerous challenges and difficulties, but I was completely determined to carry it out for the well-being of my baby. I could not allow my child to grow up in an environment full of secrets and deceit, where truths were hidden and lies became the norm. My goal was to give him a different future, one in which he could develop in an honest and healthy environment.
As the days went by, my determination became firmer and firmer. I was aware that I had to leave before my pregnancy became evident to everyone. The idea of having to deal with the prying questions and inquisitive glances from my colleagues was overwhelming. But, above all, I felt a deep aversion to having to confront Alexander. His presence and his ability to delve into my thoughts terrified me, and I wanted to avoid any kind of awkward conversation that might arise between us.
Finally, I made the difficult decision to leave everything behind. I started to organize myself, making a list of the things I needed to take care of. I sold my belongings, each object carrying a story and a memory, which made the process even more painful for me. I also resigned from my job, a decision that, despite being necessary, filled me with uncertainty. However, I was clear that it was the best for both me and my baby, who would soon arrive in my life.
The day I left the city became an unforgettable moment; inside me, feelings of sadness and relief were mixed. I was saying goodbye to everything I loved.
As the plane began to rise in the air, I fixed my gaze on the window and, suddenly, a tear slid down my cheek. It was an emotionally charged moment, as I understood that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in my life. An uncertain future lay ahead of me, full of challenges and obstacles that I would have to face. However, deep down, I was convinced that I was making the right decision. The reasons that had driven me to embark on this journey were clear: I was protecting my baby, giving him the opportunity to grow up in a better environment, full of possibilities and hope. A mix of sadness and determination.
The flight lasted several hours, and every minute seemed like a challenge that tested my endurance. I tried to close my eyes and immerse myself in a restful sleep, but my mind could not find peace. Instead of resting, I was caught in a whirlwind of thoughts about everything I had left behind.
Every time I tried to relax and sink into the darkness of sleep, the image of Alexander's face flooded my mind. I couldn't help but wonder how he would react if he ever learned the truth I kept in my chest. Would he look at me with contempt? Would he develop a deep resentment towards me for not being honest with him?
Finally, the plane landed at the destination I had chosen. I opted for a small and peaceful town, far from the constant noise and pressure of my previous life. I longed to find a place where I would have the opportunity to start over, a place where no one would know my past history. As I walked through the wide corridors of the airport, an intense mixture of relief and nervousness invaded me. I was alone in an unknown environment, surrounded by strange faces and voices that I had no way of interpreting. However, despite this uncertainty, I also perceived the exciting possibility of building a new life for both me and my baby.
I took a taxi that took me to the small, cozy apartment I had rented. Although it was modest in its decoration and size, it had a warm atmosphere that made me feel at ease. It was located a considerable distance from the bustling city center, which offered me the peace and quiet that I needed so much at that time. As I began to unpack my belongings, I tried not to think about what I had left behind, about the previous life I had decided to leave. This place represented a new beginning for me, a new opportunity, and it was vital that I focus my energy on the future and everything I could build from here.
The first few days in my new home felt profoundly lonely. I was in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by a familiar yet strange environment. I hadn't made any friends yet, so most of my hours were spent within the four walls of my house. I was trying to find my place, to adapt to this new life that was presented to me. The daily routine consisted of exploring my surroundings, familiarizing myself with the corners of my new space and, at times, getting lost in my thoughts, remembering past moments. The feeling of emptiness often accompanied me, as I tried to cope with this transition and find ways to connect with the new community that surrounded me.
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