Chapter 53

Marcele: Have your friends gone? she asked me while she was preparing some pasta

Isabella: yes, I replied after sitting at the counter nearby

Marcele: and did you enjoy the visit?

Isabella: without a doubt, they are my friends, it's always good to see friends

Marcele: And why are you so nampy pamby?

Isabella: nampy pamby? I smiled sideways when I questioned her about the nickname she gave to my dismay

Marcele: Exactly, like a flower that hasn't seen water for hours

Isabella: Oh, I get a little sad over Paola's case

Lorenzo: Paola? The girl who disappeared that time? he asked as he entered the kitchen, heading towards the fridge

Isabella: yes

Marcele: Did they find out what happened to her?

Isabella: it looks like they kidnapped and killed her, and worst of all, by mistake

Lorenzo: geez

Marcele: my God, this is absurd

Lorenzo: and did they manage to arrest the criminals?

Isabella: they only managed to catch one of them; the police are still investigating, they need to clarify a lot of things first and even find the place where they left the body

Marcele: poor parents of this girl

Lorenzo: very sad

Isabella: yes, it is; Paula can barely talk about it

Lorenzo: I'll get it, he said when the doorbell rang

Isabella: it must be Nicolas; I looked at the time on my wristwatch

Nicolas: hello, good evening, hi princess. He greeted me with a kiss on the forehead.

Marcele: good evening, are we going to have dinner with us? I'm cooking the dinner

Lorenzo: don't give me that face

Nicolas: all right

Isabella: I was telling them about Paola's case. Have you heard the news?

Nicolas: seriously? what happened?

Isabella: kidnapped but escaped death by mistake

Nicolas: what do you mean by mistake?

Isabella: it seems that they ordered the death of another girl who looked like her, but they took Paola instead

Nicolas: wow, unbelievable

Isabella: let us know when the dinner is ready, I said, getting up and pulling Nicolas out of the kitchen

Marcele: okay, it won't take long

We went into the living room and settled on the couch.

Isabella: you look good today, I said after a kiss

Nicolas: today?

Isabella: let's say that today your beauty is more resplendent

Nicolas: funny, good answer

Isabella: what about me? Won't you compliment me as well? I arched my eyebrows and crossed my arms

Nicolas: You look lovely, as always; I can't say enough words to praise you, girl, by the way, tell me, how does it feel to be the most beautiful woman in the world?

Isabella: Oh, so I'm ashamed, I said, almost whispering and downcast

Nicolas: you are beautiful! Smiling, he kissed me

Isabella: how was your day?

Nicolas: aside from being in the rush from college, everything was fine, and yours? Did you put the catheter in?

Isabella: it went well, look here; I lowered one side of my shoulder a little so he could see

Nicolas: erm, how was it? Is everything okay?

Isabella: yes, thank God

Nicolas: oh my princess, it sounds good; after some silent moments, he continued, my father called me this afternoon,

Isabella: what did he say?

Nicolas: about the grand opening of the clinic, it will be in a few days; he wants me and Thomas to be there with him, he grinned, and I didn't know what to say

Isabella: oh yeah, that's great, and are you going?

Nicolas: It's a crucial moment for him, for me, and for Thomas too. I promise it won't be long, okay?

Isabella: all right, sweetheart, I said a little bit down. I will miss you so much

Nicolas: I'd miss you more if I could take you in my suitcase; he lightly squeezed the tip of my nose

Isabella: I'd definitely go

Nicolas: I'll be back in no time, my princess, we're leaving on Friday night, and the inauguration will be on Monday, then we'll stay for a few days, and we'll return home

Isabella: a few days? I gasped; it seemed like a long time; I threw myself back on the couch, causing a tantrum

Nicolas: don't you think you're being dramatic?

Isabella: I do; I'll be counting the seconds for you to come back to me

Nicolas: oh, so beautiful. let's travel together next time

Isabella: really?

Nicolas: of course, yes, we will travel together, and you will meet my father, the dog too

Isabella: Does your father have a dog?

Nicolas: he does, and he is playful

Isabella: that's nice

Nicolas: I will take you to the most amazing places in the city, introduce you to my friends relatives, you will love it

Isabella: sure, my love

Nicolas: that's right, name the day, trust that everything will work out; he held my two hands

Isabella: would you teach me german then?

Nicolas: right now, if you wish, he said excitedly, and I smiled

After a while, my dad appeared at the door; oh lovebirds, dinner is ready

Isabella: I thought German wasn't an easy language, but it actually is

Nicolas: yes yes, you learn quickly

Isabella: Nicolas was teaching me German, I say as I sit at the table

Marcele: wow, really? I want to enroll too

Nicolas: classes are open

During dinner, Nicolas barely ate, answering so many questions about Germany; it was an exciting and fun dinner; I discovered things he and I hadn't talked about yet, thanks to my mother's curiosity.

Nicolas: the food was wonderful Mrs. Marcele

Marcelle: Thank you, dear; you are most welcome to join our humble table whenever you want

Nicolas: thank you so much

Isabella: I want you to promise me something, I asked while leaning on his chest when we moved to the bedroom

Nicolas: I'm all ears

Isabella: I want you to call me all the time, take pictures, record videos of everything there; I want you to send me everything

Nicolas: I promise I'll call you so many times that you'll wish to block me, and I also promise that I'll take thousands of pictures and record countless videos for you, is that okay?

Isabella: perfect! I gave him a peck and hugged him

Nicolas: It would be perfect if we went together; I think it would be the best trip of my life, he said, which made me thoughtful.

Isabella: oh, I don't know, I scoffed

Nicolas: why do you think so?

Isabella: because I'm not acceptable all the time, I will get in the way; perhaps I'll bother you or something

Nicolas: I'm sure you wouldn't get in the way, but if at some point you weren't up for a walk or a nice program, for example, we'll stay home until you get better. Just being with you would still be the perfect plan.

Isabella: you are, as always, more than a wonderful boyfriend; I love you so much; I kissed him between smiles and snuggles

Nicolas: I love you so much, princess

Isabella: I feel like doing something different tomorrow; I hardly have left home, except for the hospital, clinic, etc.

Nicolas: I see; what do you want to do tomorrow?

Isabella: Well, in the morning I have some exams to do, in the afternoon I have radiotherapy, and in the evening, I'll be free, we can go to the house of the Lord and then take a walk around town

Nicolas: whatever you want, it's great for me

Isabella: agreed, then

We stayed for a few more hours; after he left, I took a shower and lay down to sleep, but the attempt wasn't much successful; I kept staring at the ceiling, imagining different scenarios; how would it be if we traveled together, I wonder, I smiled as provoking thoughts tickled my brain. Undoubtfully, it would be amazing. And If I still had one last wish, I would certainly wish to live up to that experience with him; it would be the perfect date

Sometime later, I started to feel severe agony, but I didn't want to bother my parents; I swallowed a potent pain killer and patiently waited for the ache to pass, but it lasted almost the whole night; I sat on the floor, on the bed, by the window, I walked around the room, even after taking another strong pill, it continued to throb.

5:45 in the morning, I could hardly open my eyes; the pains still hadn't let me sleep in peace. I left the room to take a drink; as my mouth was parched, I settled down, thinking about how I would do so many things today when my father appeared in the kitchen.

Lorenzo: daughter? He approached, what are you doing up at this hour? are you feeling well? he asked me, worried

Isabella: I can't sleep; I'm in pain, I said with a broken voice, and he hugged me.

Lorenzo: it's almost six o'clock in the morning, haven't you slept at all? He asked, and I shook my head negatively; he sighed, looking at me. Come on; I'll keep your company until you fall asleep

Isabella: thank you, daddy

We went upstairs together and headed towards my room; I lay down on the bed again in another try to sleep while my dad sat beside me, curled up my hair. His presence somehow brought me a little calm.

When I woke up, the pain was gone, my father was no longer in the room either, I looked at the clock, and it was already past time to go for the exams; which made me hurry down the stairs

Marcele: hey hey, easy

Isabella: Why didn't you wake me up?

Marcele: your father said that you hadn't slept a wink, so I called the clinic to reschedule for another time

Isabella: Phew!

Marcele: But it's about time again, you'd better change, and you can't eat anything until we get out of there.

Isabella: okay, I replied, and then I left

Lorenzo: good morning, my daughter. Has the pain gone? Did you get some sleep? he asked when we met in some place of the house

Isabella: yes, I'm good

Lorenzo: that makes me happy

Isabella: I'm going to get ready now

Lorenzo: all right

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