My obsession

9. chapter

I was driving her home when she received a message from the university. She told me that she needed to attend classes the following day. I didn't have enough time to show her how much I loved her. I had promised to wait for her.

While we were in the car, we were talking, and she asked me about my dream.

What's your dream, Carlos? she asked.

I told her that I'd like to visit Paris.

She looked at me in surprise.

Then she said that I was her dream, too. I asked her why.

She said she wanted to visit the Louvre Museum.

Why? I asked.

Because I want to see the Mona Lisa.

I was curious about her, so I let her continue talking.

When I was young, I used to read about her. I always wished I could be her. I told her that she didn't need to be the Mona Lisa because she was more beautiful than her.

She laughed.

Do you understand art? I asked her.

No, I don't. What about you?

I used to paint when I was young, but I don't paint anymore. And I believe that if I weren't a football player, I would be a painter.

She looked at me and said, "You could still paint. I'd be happy to be your Mona Lisa."

I dropped her off at home and said goodbye.

I was falling in love with her because she was beautiful and smart. I knew she was going to achieve everything she wanted.

When I arrived home, I saw my family sitting in the living room. My mother looked at me as if she knew something was going on in my life.

Where have you been, little boy? my father asked.

I was meeting your future daughter-in-law, I told him.

My father seemed surprised.

My mother was unbelievable.

Bianca, where is she?

Lucas, I knew your nightmare had a name.

I laughed.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Bianca, I want to meet her, I said.

Stop!!!