Coming down from the stage and backstage, Alba was already watching the entrance excitedly and when she saw Micaela coming she shrieked and pounced on her!
-Micaela, you are amazing! Every time I think you might be the first, but I still get excited every time! I love you so much.
Coming first this time means that the three finalists, who will be more promising than the others, have reached as high as every model aspires to reach!
Micaela was also delighted, but she was very calm and the more she stepped back, the more she had to calm down.
Looking at the two happy people hugging each other, Eric wanted to hug them, but no, his life was at stake, Mr. Aguayo would be on the battlefield in ten minutes… no, backstage.
Why ten minutes, because the fastest time to get here from the VIP table is ten minutes?
The other models approached and congratulated Micaela, who released Alba and they said goodbye in English, French and German, languages that Micaela handled fluently….
The unsuccessful models looked at the elegant, confident and talented Micaela and were convinced of losing to such a perfect Micaela….
After ten minutes, Carlos came striding in with an innate air of royalty, and the models surrounding Micaela stepped back unconsciously to make way for Carlos…..
Micaela was standing at the back of the crowd, and the moment she looked up, she saw Carlos, and her heart fluttered. A faint smile lifted the corners of her lips, and her deep eyes filled with tenderness, and he just stared at her…..
A few steps away, Carlos approached Micaela.
-Girl, congratulations.
Micaela smiled and threw herself into his arms.
-Thank you!
Carlos’ hand surrounded her with immense joy and whispered in her ear.
-Fools…
Her joy, all melted in this embrace….
Nobody in the audience envied the sweetness between them, this contest is really too good value, not only saw the most beautiful models, but also saw, the most beautiful love…
Katarina, who was following the competition live from Yakydiza, was also overflowing with joy, and edited a message on her phone to congratulate Micaela on her breakthrough, and looked forward to her championship night….
It was 10. 30 in the morning and my mother, who always goes to bed early, sat downstairs in the living room to watch Micaela’s finish and couldn’t help but sigh.
-Micaela is very, very good, she has a very unique aura, that air of nobility that is unmatched by any model in the middle, to say that she is an orphan adopted by the Maku family is something I really don’t believe.
Katarina edited the message and sent it, echoing her mother.
-Well I don’t quite believe it either, Micaela was probably born to be Carlos’ wife, how is she going to be with him without a little swagger?
Marisa took off her presbyopia glasses, which she had put on on purpose to watch TV, and looked over there.
-Katarina, Mom loves it here and in fact is happy to stay here for a long time, but it’s always bad for you and Antonio to live apart, and Antonio is so busy he doesn’t have time to come over, so why don’t you come back?
Katarina paused slightly, not looking up for fear that her mother would notice the emotion in her eyes, and only after a few moments to compose herself did she look up at her mother, a smile on her face.
-What, mom, are you worried that Antonio won’t make it at home?
-What nonsense, Antonio couldn’t have done anything bad to you!
Marisa said it with conviction.
Katarina’s heart was stuttering, Antonio was not there, but he called her every day, he reassured her as always, he did not suspect anything? Katarina wanted to make her mother see, little by little, that her feelings for Antonio had changed, and so far there had been no progress…. …
Was it that she herself did not want to give up and was unconsciously avoiding him, or was it because her mother’s health had improved a lot and she did not want to vex her at this moment and worry too much and not show it, she did not think carefully and did not dare to think about it….
Katarina got up and helped her mother to her feet.
-Yes yes yes yes, mother is right about everything, it’s already late, go upstairs and rest, tomorrow I’m going to my maternity ward and you’ll be just in time to go over it together.
Mother and daughter go upstairs together, Marisa still hasn’t forgotten the conversation she just had.
-Katarina, mom seriously, David’s regime is very good, I am simply better than I was ten years ago, you don’t have to worry about me, come back after the maternity review and come back with Antonio after a while when he is free, do as I tell you!.
After a pause, she added.
-Besides, you will always be the daughter-in-law of the Franco family, so what’s the point of you staying at your mother’s house all the time, you’ll have to go back that way anyway.
Katarina put aside her mixed feelings, just took her by the arm and started pouting.
-I have nothing to do even if he comes back, Antonio is not available to me, my mother-in-law as you can see, we haven’t gone out for a month, not a single call to me, what am I so eager to stick my hot love to his cold ass for? I just need to have you as a mother.
As he spoke, he walked out of Marisa’s room and kissed his mother hard on the cheek.
-When the baby is born in my womb, I won’t be the one I love the most mom, so I have to take advantage of the favor now!
Marisa was amused, teasing her daughter about growing up, but she was always in a good mood and the matter was, for the time being, put aside.
After saying good night to each other, Katarina headed to her room, the smile immediately wiped off her face.
Tomorrow’s maternity visit, and also, Antony’s problems at the airport a month ago: the
-Can I come and accompany you to your maternity appointment?
Shaking her head from thinking about it so much, she went to take a shower, then sat at the floating window in her pajamas, resting her back on a pillow and holding another between her arms, and seeing a message appear on her phone she picked it up with a clenched heart.
It was Micaela who answered his….
There is a faint disappointment in the heart….
Press.
-Thanks Katarina, I’ll keep up the good work!
Then Alba’s message also appeared.
-Katarina, let me see how big the belly is, Micaela wants to see it and she is ashamed to say it.
Followed by a string of bad jokes.
Katarina imagines the two of them getting together to talk about this topic….
Sketching a smile, she stroked her bulging belly with one hand.
More than 4 months and my belly is already showing….
She’s still eating and sleeping well, her little face is getting rounder and rounder and she looks great.
Get down from the floating window, walk over to the mirror and take a picture of the side in the mirror and send it to me.
After chatting for a while with Micaela and Alba, they both said they were going back to the hotel, to rest early and come back tomorrow to Teladia, said goodnight and finished the chat.
Katarina put on the music.
A slightly melancholic melody appears.
Lately, what she listens to most is this song.
I’m going to forget what you’re like
Like a fish that forgets the taste of the sea
Let go of all the dreams and worries
But I can’t let go of the begging of memories
—- Excerpt from Like the fishes
It wasn’t the first time she heard the song, but it was the time she felt the lyrics spoke to her heart….
She wants to forget Antonio, but she remembers him so clearly that she can’t close her eyes without seeing him….
-Katarina, must you use the distance, to see your heart?
Antonio’s words resound in your ears…
Do you see your heart clearly?
She opened the phone book and found Antonio’s name. In fact, that day, she didn’t blacklist his number after all, but neither did he call her again, nor send her a single text message, as the last one said, give him time, give him distance, give him absolute silence….
He did, and she…
Hang up the phone, look out the window at the peaceful night scene for a long time, get up, draw the curtains and go back to bed….
Outside the white villa, under the inconspicuous tree, a tall figure had been standing, looking out the window where the delicate figure disappeared in front of her, and then the light went out….
Tomorrow is Katarina’s 4-month maternity check-up and even though she won’t let him come, he’s coming anyway. He said he would give her distance, but it’s so hard to do that…..
Now like this, looking at her from a distance, his heart, aching and content.
My Katarina, how long do I have to wait, a month is already as much as a century…..
The phone in his pocket vibrated and he pulled it out, it was a picture of Carlos and seeing the person in the picture his heart instantly skipped a beat.
It was Katarina, wearing a skin-colored nightgown, standing in front of the dressing table mirror, sideways, her belly bulging in a round little curve…