When Micaela returned home, Yerma was waiting for her in the living room. Seeing her daughter’s flushed face, she approached her, smelling the wine, and held out her arm, her eyes full of concern.
-Moya, have you been drinking?
Micaela, a little dizzy and forcibly awake, smiled and said:
-I’ve been drinking a little, it’s ok, mom, Lluvia and Nilson are getting married, she’s moving to Pesla City, finally the two of them are getting together, I’m very happy.
Nilson used to be obsessed with me, I never answered him and stabbed him for Carlos, I always felt guilty, he did so much for us, I really appreciate it and wish him happiness….
Yerma was also surprised and delighted, and said with some emotion:
-Nilson is certainly one of those people who dare to love and hate, who can take it and leave it, who don’t drag it out.
He too did what he could for love, but after realizing the truth, he willingly withdrew for the sake of his beloved’s happiness, and helped his rival in everything, how many men in the world can do that?
Fortunately, God had carefully prepared an alternative ending for him, which could not have been better….
Micaela nodded vigorously, took her mother’s hand and went upstairs to tell Yerma about Leila, who said it was wonderful….
-She was able to know she was wrong and let go of the bad to meet the good.
Micaela nods approvingly.
Mother and daughter chatted some more and were about to go to their respective rooms when Yerma, looking at her daughter’s flushed face, asked uneasily:
-Moya, why don’t I make you some sobriety soup?
Micaela smiles and refuses.
-No, I’m fine, I just drank a little, Lluvia drank a lot, you can go to sleep without worrying.
She sees her mother go to her room before Micaela enters hers.
Closing the door, Micaela leaned her back against it and exhaled, her consciousness loosening, her inebriation increasing instantly, feeling dizzy….
Red wine is extremely strong….
She thought about taking a quick shower and then sending a video to Carlos to see his father and son…. He knew she was home from the site, so why didn’t he send a video….
Micaela stumbles towards the closet to grab a nightgown for the shower, and yanks open the closet door only to realize that she has the wrong door, which is Carlos’ clothes door….
When he left, he only took a few clothes with him, and he still has several outfits here….
Her vision blurred a bit, looking at Carlos’ black shirt, Micaela’s mind remembered how handsome he was with her, and with a thought, she reached for the black shirt and took it off, heading for the bathroom….
Ode to the Nation.
After waiting for Mike to fall asleep, Carlos washed up and sat on the bed, grabbed his phone and went to check the girl’s location out of habit….
Finally home, he dialed the video call and soon he picked up and the girl appeared on the screen, her hair up, showing her delicate ears, her delicate neck….
The view shifts downward and the breath hitches….
The girl is wearing her shirt…
The black shirt is too wide and the girl’s rounded shoulder is concealed….
On the other side of the video, Micaela’s head was spinning, unaware of the effect her actions had had on Carlos, forgetting she was even wearing his shirt and seeing that he was about to tell her about Lluvia and Nilson:
-Carlos, I have good news for you…..
Carlos’ eyes were deep as he looked at the girl, her pleasant voice spoke and he didn’t listen carefully, he just looked at her sweet red face and couldn’t take his eyes off her, every now and then he echoed a….
Micaela was tired of holding the phone up, so she lay down on her side and put it on another pillow for support….
-Micaela, drinking?
The blush on the girl’s face, the uncharacteristic tone of her speech, all of it made him think she must have been drinking, and certainly quite a lot….
Hearing the deep voice, Micaela unconsciously replied:
-Well, a bottle of wine with Lluvia…. Carlos, I’m so sleepy…
Carlos asked in a muffled voice:
-Micaela, why are you wearing my clothes?
The woman’s eyes are about to hit and obey her inner answer:
-It’s as if you were holding me like this?
Carlos’ heart clenched as he saw her close her eyes and murmur:
-Carlos, I was so envious of that moment when Nilson hugged Lluvia, you would have hugged me too if you had been there….
Carlos’ heart ached when the woman he held in the palm of his hand envied another woman?
-Micaela, wait for me….
The woman had fallen into a state of reverie and, vaguely hearing Carlos’ voice, she made an effort to answer:
-Okay, I’ll wait for you…