Matheo: This girl isn't a child, Dad. I don't want her here, and that's my final word.
Grandpa: My son, stop! I was speaking, and I'll say it again: this girl is staying here, If you have a problem, then you leave.
Matheo: Huh! 😡
Me: Excuse me, Grandpa, I overheard your conversation, and I don't want to live in this house with him. I want you to call my mother. Tell her to come and get me, please.
Grandpa: No, you'll live in this house. Don't be afraid of my son.
He's arrogant, but he has a heart of gold. Don't pay attention to what he says, okay? I'm going now because I have to pack my suitcase.
Me: Okay, Grandpa.
I didn't understand why I was so afraid of that arrogant man, that Matheo. He's handsome, yes, but very arrogant, so I hate him.
(knock knock knock)
Who's knocking at the door at this hour? What??
(IT'S ME, MIRINDA) Okay, I'm coming.
Mirinda: Are you all right? Do you need anything? I'm going home.
Me: You're leaving! You're not sleeping in this house.
Mirinda: No, my dear. I have to go now. Okay, see you tomorrow morning.
Good night!
Me: Okay, see you tomorrow. I went to bed, but I wasn't sleepy and I was thirsty. There wasn't a bottle of water, so I had to go get some. I went down to the kitchen, got a glass of water, and then i went to sit on the balcony for a bit to get some fresh air.
At one point, I got lost in my thoughts. I imagined I was with Matheo—oh, why him?
What's happening to me, oh my god. When I opened my eyes, Matheo was right in front of me.
"What are you doing in my room?"
Matheo: "This is my house. And I'll go wherever I want, is that clear, my pretty?"
Me: My heart was pounding when he said those words.
He came closer to me.
He held my hand and said, "Are you scared, uhmm, my pretty?"
Matheo: "You're beautiful, yes, very beautiful, but don't think I will let you do whatever you want in my house.
Listen carefully : tomorrow morning, you'll wake up at 5:00, and I want to see you in my office right at 6:00 a.m. Is that clear to you, Oyami? Is that what your name is, Oyami?"