Hearing this familiar tone, Micaela was slightly relieved.
-I clearly think Ernesto loves you very much, he must have some reasons!
Alba felt comforted by Micaela’s tone of voice.
Micaela returned to Barrio Fanslan, and after dinner, she wanted to talk to Carlos several times, but he was in his study, answering the phone at one moment and concentrating on his computer at another. Micaela, who was sitting on the sofa outside, had been waiting for the right moment to come in, but had never done so.
It was nine o’clock and she looked down to send a message to Alba.
-Is Ernesto back yet?
Alba replied in seconds:
-No.
Micaela frowned and looked back up to the studio….
Carlos sighed, got up and approached Micaela.
Micaela cheerfully got up from the sofa immediately and ran to him, her eyes full of expectation.
-Carlos, have you finally finished your work?
-No, I still have a lot to do.
Then…
-Why did you leave the studio?
Carlos looked at Micaela with deep eyes.
-You’re getting to me.
-No way!
Micaela thought it wasn’t her fault!
-I didn’t want to bother you, that’s why I waited for you to finish….
-You’ve been watching me.
-Yo….
Micaela choked, but, if she didn’t watch him, how was she going to know if he finished the job or if he was free….
-Micaela, I can’t concentrate on work if you’re watching me.
Micaela’s face blushed.
-It’s so exaggerated…
-It’s not exaggerated, when you look at me, I want to kiss you and hug you.
Micaela blushed even more.
Thinking about Alba saying that Ernesto didn’t like to kiss and hug her anymore, Micaela wanted to talk to Carlos right away about Ernesto’s weird changes….
Carlos took her hand and sat down on the couch.
-You’re looking at me with an anxious look, tell me, what’s wrong?
-These days Ernesto….
At that moment, Carlos’ phone rang again.
Carlos squeezed the small hand in his, told her to wait for him, got up and went into the study.
His phone was on the desk.
He picked it up and it was Ernesto.
Micaela had just been talking about Ernesto….
After running her fingers across the screen to answer the phone, the noise coming from the phone made Carlos frown.
-Carlos, I’m at Moontime, come have a drink with me.
Ernesto’s voice was normal, that’s why he hadn’t had a drink yet.
He hadn’t been to Moontime since he and Alba were together, even if he owned it, so what was wrong with him?
-Can you bring Micaela, I have something I want to ask her too.
Carlos looked at the pile of stuff on the table, thinking he would have to postpone the work, and said:
-Then let’s go to a quiet place.
Micaela didn’t like that kind of place.
Ernesto did not object, a while later, he said:
-Tell Micaela not to tell Alba that I’m outside, because I told her I’m working overtime…..
Carlos’s brow furrowed even more.
What did he want to do?
Ernesto said to meet at a bar for leisure near Moontime and hung up the phone.
Carlos put his phone away.
Micaela was waiting for him at the studio door.
Carlos approached her and reached out to touch her head.
-Do you want to ask about the problem between Ernesto and his girlfriend?
Micaela nodded her head.
-Come on, I’ll take you to see him, but don’t tell Alba, let’s go see what Ernesto wants.
It was good to be able to communicate with Ernesto in person, so Micaela nodded.
She went upstairs, changed out of her clothes and went out with Carlos.
In the car, Micaela told Carlos everything Alba had told her, except for the matter of Alba wanting to make love to Ernesto.
The more Carlos listened, the more he frowned.
-Carlos, Ernesto is still in love with Alba, isn’t he?
Micaela asked tentatively.
Carlos glanced at Micaela and held out his hand, placing it in the center, Micaela looked at him and obediently placed her hand in the palm of his.
He steered the steering wheel with one hand and held Micaela’s hand tightly with the other. Then he said slowly:
-Yes, Ernesto is faithful to her, he must have some reasons.
In the private room of the bar for leisure.
Ernesto sat on the sofa, looking at the pictures of Alba on his phone.
The ones taken when she was eating, sleeping, laughing, angry, concentrating on TV, the two of them hanging out together and so on. He saw each photo many times.
Alba’s murmurs echoed in his ears.
-Ernesto, I love you…..
How long had she waited for these words? He had imagined countless times the day when she would propose to him, he would make a few turns embracing her, give her all his love, all his tenderness, all his consideration, and make her the happiest woman in the world….
Now she really heard him, but she ran away.
That day back from overtime, she sat down in front of the house and fell asleep, the moment she woke up, the confusion and strangeness in her eyes were so clear that it really made his heart skip a beat and he was really so scared to hear her say:
-Who are you?
He even had the feeling that, if he had fucked her that night, the next day, she would have definitely forgotten him!
He pounded his heart hard, but it wasn’t enough, and he took several deep breaths before he could calm down.
He missed her so much that after coming home very late, he always went to her room to check on her, and didn’t dare even turn on the light for fear of waking her up. He knew she was upset and disappointed, but he was really too afraid of losing her.
She was dashing, and without the memory of him, she would leave him without a doubt.
He really was very much in love with her, and could not lose her completely after getting her….
The door to the private room opened.
Carlos entered with Micaela.
They were holding hands.
Ernesto felt envious, he and Alba used to be like that.
The two sat across from Ernesto.
Carlos looked at Micaela and took her hand.
-You can ask her anything you want to know.
Micaela nodded her head and looked at Ernesto.
However, Ernesto was the first to speak.
-Micaela, I know everything.
Micaela was a little confused.
Ernesto took a deep breath and said:
-Alba will forget about the person she wants.
Micaela’s eyes opened wider with surprise.
-How did you know? Alba…
-No, it was her brother who told me.