Chapter 2

• Are you sure about that, I am opening the opportunity of a lifetime for you and your daughter.
• Message from Francisco:
• Yes...I am sure.
• I don't want to confuse things.
• I put the phone aside, my heart beating in a hurry. I would never have expected: a proposal of that caliber from the gentleman.
• ＜＜Me wife of the ?>>
• After leaving the girl, who had fallen asleep I began to sigh again and again, trying to summon up good ideas in my mind...and make me give up.
• ＜＜Anna...you have to find a good way to tell him no＞＞＞.
• Although to tell the truth, the tycoon was very attractive. He had emerald eyes that dazzled you, not to mention a nice body.
• Every time I send him a suggestive photo, he would do the same toward my point even though I didn't send him any tips unlike him.
• I even touched myself, with his body permeating every pore of his skin.
• I closed my eyes feeling him next to me, next to me.
• Sigh, it would be a dream come true for me.
• My whole family would be surprised to see me being a multi”millionaire, after they left me aside, and made me raise my little girl alone.
• First of all, who introduced me to my ex: it had been my mother. For my mom, a good religious boyfriend was the best choice of all. Anna, he is a good man of God, he will lead you out of your twisted path. My mother replied. He himself, though, did not tremble at the time of deceiving me again and again.
• The moment he separated me, my mother would go to great lengths to get me to go back to him; I, like a fool, just to satisfy my parents' desires, would go back again and again. Until I was so broken and disarmed, I was not at all interested in breaking. Every time I went back to someone like him, I lost a part of me.
• I sigh trying to ignore those memories. I didn't answer my mother's calls. Little by little they dwindled, until they were no longer coming. I hadn't told her where I had moved either, I wasn't interested in having contact with someone who hurt me for so long.
• Besides, I didn't want that meanness from her to reach my little Emma.
• Emma... is a very beautiful little girl.
• She was born very healthy and is very calm. Although to tell the truth she is quite demanding: she wants to be breast”feeding all day long.
• I snort: the tycoon's proposal has been on my mind all day. As I rearrange the house again and again... his words resonate inside me.
• I feel crazy, I need a good consolation... or rather a comforter to relax me.
• 2
• As soon as I woke up, the next day the doorbell rings. I got scared, the truth is that all this strange hustle and bustle in my life was making me quite restless.
• I grabbed my robe and shakily approached the door. As soon as I got close enough to look through the hole in the door, I could see a boy from the post office. I could see a guy from the post office.
• I open confused, and a guy: he handed me a package.
• “Good morning, how are you, a package for you.”
• “Good morning, thank you.”
• I sign, and he hands it to me. I close the door. I leave it on the table. Opening it slowly, I find a large package, apparently a dessert.
• There was a beautifully wrapped cake.
• ＜＜A cake?＞＞＞
• That whetted my appetite, my stomach immediately protesting.
• Above it, a note hung:
• "To the most beautiful woman."
• I held the dessert, I immediately go running to make myself a coffee. I felt very happy, then I had not realized that the box containing something else l. There was a toy giraffe.
• It is the Sophia giraffe, the toy of the moment that dazzles the celebrities of the world. It was invented in France in 1961, is handcrafted and sold in 85 countries. Does it awaken all five senses? The word of specialists on what to look for when choosing a toy.
• With a softness that makes it similar to a mother's skin, Sofia is not only a toy, but also a soft teether that soothes babies during teething. It has legs that reach the molars. But it is also easy to hold because of the length of the neck.
• It is of botanical origin and not chemical or synthetic like plastic or plush. And it is white because it is made of sap," Degrémont said of the doll whose spots, ears, horns, claws, mouth, cheeks and eyes are painted with pigments that are also of natural origin.
• The next day, I kept thinking about the words he had said to me. It's a little hard for me to understand that someone like Francisco would have noticed me.
• Most men think that if you work on a site like that, they imagine the worst in you. I didn't blame them: I used to think the worst of women who made a living that way.
• I sighed and walked over to Emma. She was playing back and forth with a rattle she had been able to buy. She had lots of new toys, and the clothes were beautiful. Sometimes played with combinations. We wore the same dresses, with the same headband. My little girl would soon be four months old, and that kept me quite anxious to tell you the truth.
• Although it makes me a little sad: not having family and friends to celebrate, but we were both... both alone but always together. As soon as I opened the messages, I found several, from those who asked me again for photos and those who told me things, that it was better not to name them.
• I enter Francisco's chat, he had always sent me a good morning message.
• Message from Francisco:
• "Good morning How are you?"
• Anna's message:
• "I'm fine thank you".
• Message from Francisco:
• "Did you start thinking about my proposal, or are you going to reject me?"
• Message from Anna:
• "I don't know why someone like you would notice someone like me?" I wanted to know.
• Message from Francisco:
• "You are beautiful, you have a good body and I don't need to give you any answers."
• Anna's message:
• "Just because I'm pretty?" I wanted to know".
• Message from Francisco:
• "You have many, many other qualities that I have seen throughout this time. I am very observant, I like to know which clients I deal with and in this case, I have observed you a lot: you are shy although you don't look it on this page. You are cheerful, you like to make jokes, you are clean and you are an excellent mother. You are lonely."
• Message from Anna:
• "Yes... maybe..."
• So after that strange conversation, I decided to take a couple more pictures.
• The little girl was asleep. I had bought some new lingerie, it was lace with glitter. I sighed, after cleaning the house a bit and making myself a cup of coffee: I was feeling better, at the round table in the dining room having breakfast.
• I was eating some toast along with my coffee. I forced myself to have to eat food.
• Suddenly a strange call makes me look at my phone in confusion. Usually the only calls someone like me could get were from Movistar, or those phone companies. I had never gotten into credit cards, because I was terrified of them.
• As I picked up the phone and pressed the key to answer, an unfamiliar voice came over me.
• “Hello, it's a pleasure to hear from you.”
• “I didn't really speak, who are you? “I wanted to know, a little scared.
• “I'm Francisco, I'm sorry I looked up your number.”
• As soon as I heard his voice, I cut him off. I put the phone away from me, as if it could hurt me. My heart started beating a thousand beats an hour. I wondered how he had gotten my phone. I looked around terrified, thinking maybe he was spying on me.
• I was at that moment scared, trembling. Thinking if at that moment, he was watching me somehow.
• I left my breakfast unfinished. I turned off the phone immediately, I was seriously thinking of deleting the page.
• I sighed, tried to calm my breathing is as though this was quite in vain. I glanced sideways at the phone again, which remained and patient in its place.