Rafa
We’re alone in the room after the doctor leaves, and I know we’ll remain like this for some time. At least until her brother, Eduardo, arrives at the hospital. We need to talk very seriously, but all I want to do is taking her into my arms and never letting her go again.
Okay, I also want to shake some sense inside her head. I’m not over this whole mess she’s made when she decided to take her treatment and to travel and wait for her death. But, above all else, we need to talk.
“How are you feeling?” I ask. She leans down on her pillows. Her eyes show how much she’s tired. “And before you say you’re fine, I want to know the truth. From now on, I want to know exactly what’s going on with you. Don’t try to protect me from what you think might hurt me somehow. From now on, I’m the one
