Micaela entered gingerly, stepped on something lumpy under her feet and looked down to see that it was girl's underwear!
It was black with a special detail....
Micaela withdrew her foot and her small hand unconsciously covered her mouth to keep from screaming.
She raised her eyes to follow the men's and women's clothes strewn along the path to....
Marcos' master bedroom.
Micaela felt like the world was spinning!
A violent heartbeat was telling her that this was not a dream.
"No, it can't be...
Marcos... Marcos said he only wanted me!
Micaela, you have to believe him, maybe it's a misunderstanding, maybe it's not Marcos who's in there....
You should get out of here...".
Micaela was saying it to herself, but another voice in her mind reminded her:
"Don't hesitate, open the door and see for yourself".
Finally, Micaela trembled and approached the ajar door....
Then she heard the sound of her heart breaking into little pieces.
-Marcos, do you love me?
-Honey, of course I love you, you're the one I love the most.....
-Oh, don't you love your Micaela anymore?
-Don't mention that killjoy name, she's not as good as you, three years of dating and she still won't let me touch her, she says that about saving the first time for the wedding night, but does she take me for a monk or what? You're different, you're a real sorceress in bed....
Micaela clasped her hands tightly over her ears and slid against the wall to sit on the floor....
The voices of the two reached her choppy ears.
"Micaela, you still don't believe it?
Are you still worried that he'll blame himself for not protecting you?
It's ridiculous, he's... Wait...".
Micaela wiped her tears, "That woman, that voice...".
Micaela got up and, without hesitation, she opened the door to the room with a bang.
-Ah! Marcos, someone has come in!
The woman screamed and pushed Marcos away, cowering in a corner wrapped in the blanket and deliberately covering her face.
She was a popular model, if the paparazzi took pictures of her, her career was over!
Marcos wrapped a towel around himself in panic and froze as he turned to see Micaela in tears.
Micaela saw remorse in his eyes!
That was ridiculous!
She rushed forward in a few steps and tried to pull the quilt that covered the woman's face....
Marcos tried to stop her and Micaela slapped him away.
-Marcos, help me!
The woman tugged at the blanket and refused to let go, and Micaela wouldn't let go either. They both pulled, and although she had the answer in her mind, she was still reluctant!
-Stop it, Micaela, stop it! -Marcos shouted.
Micaela let go of his hand, told him to stop....
However, the woman under the sheets suddenly let go of his hand and saw that it was indeed Micaela, then the corners of her lips curved into a smile.
-Look who's here, if it isn't Micaela! -she said and sat down around the quilt.
-Adriana, it's really you..." muttered Micaela, her rage rising in her as she looked at the smug Adriana.
-Why did you do this? Why did you...?
-Micaela, you're crazy!
Adriana screamed and wiped her face, and Marcos rushed to get some paper to wipe her face, while blaming Micaela:
-Micaela, don't overdo it!
-Marcos, are you saying I'm going too far? How long have you been cheating on me behind my back? How did you manage to tell me how much you love me and at the same time hook up with my cousin?
Micaela clutched her chest, feeling like her heart was going to burst out of her chest.
Adriana pushed Marcos away as quickly as she could.
-I'm sorry, but I'm the lady of the Elvira family, Marcos and I are together because the parents of both families agree and because he helps both companies, and who are you to throw that in our faces! He's in love with me! We partied all night and just got back.
Is that why you didn't even close the door in your haste to get laid?
Micaela found it simply unbelievable.
-Adriana, I don't suppose you're awake?
Micaela paused, took a deep breath and continued:
-You steal someone else's boyfriend and you're still so justified? But now, I don't care who this scum loves, you can do whatever you want with him!
-You...
Adriana felt choked by his comment.
Micaela didn't look at Marcos, but Marcos kept looking at Micaela.
She looked so good when she was angry, her whole being full of life and dazzling sparks, and his words about not caring made her heart clench for an instant....
-Adriana, I knew you were setting me up, I didn't swallow almost any of the spray, and that Mr. Gallo, I beat the hell out of him!
Adriana gritted her teeth: "No wonder Mr. Gallo doesn't answer about the order, what a useless guy, he can't even handle a woman!".
Micaela's heart suddenly fluttered and she looked at Marcos in disbelief, her voice slightly trembling:
-You were with her last night... did you know she had set me up?
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