10

that week in paris turned out to be just what we needed to regenerate ourselves

when we got home we were so relaxed...

all I could do was admit

"You did well, you know."

"Good," she said, kissing me.

we were on the plane to go back home we would have arrived in the afternoon and even if by now I was no longer suffering the journey thinking about the list of requests made by the children I feel lacking ...

under his sharp and questioning look I smiled and said "I think tonight will be a very tiring evening, who knows what list of things to do at home".

"You think so? I don't think so!" he comments confidently.

"Want to bet?"

"What?"

"We'll go to bed for a week?"

"No! We already do that, not every day, but often anyway."

"shower together every day?"

"That's not a pawn! It must be something bad," he said amused.

I thought for a few minutes but I couldn't think of anything else and not bad things anyway .

until...

"OK whoever wins stays home a week!" I say at the end and this time seriously he says

"no a week is too long, let's make it a day".

"You're so sure I'll lose!" I exclaim

"That's enough" he replied.

Once home I understood that he had agreed with the children because they behave perfectly without making any kind of request.

Once we were alone I told him

"Fine, you won, but I'm still coming tomorrow!"

"but the bet was different"

"you said I have to stay home, not that I have to do it tomorrow...I'll stay home another day".

"Alright... whatever"

he says, kissing me passionately.

And to think that at first I did it to escape.

After I woke up from the coma it was so disappointing...

Finding out that the man I loved had left me for a job ... because he didn't believe we had made it he hadn't believed in our love .

and then he appeared.

I still remembered the first time he came to see me in the hospital now that I knew him better I understood that it could not have been easy for him ...

FLASHBAK

it came back to my mind when I had confided to him that I didn't remember anything we were hugging it was only our second outing

and he caressed my face and looked me in the eyes and said

"you will remember, maybe it will take some time but it will happen if it doesn't happen ...try not to think too much rewrite your life"

END FLASHBAK

I had done it, but how much it had cost me ...

Especially at the beginning when every kiss, every caress I gave him seemed so right while I was with him, but as soon as I saw Roberto I felt bad as if I were cheating on him, then with time it was over, but now I found myself in the same situation.

as soon as I saw Adam.

But why?

My heart told me that he wasn't who he said he was and yet Antonio had had ernesto check him out (since what happened with Alessia who tried to poison me, his references were no longer enough) and everything matched.

I myself had seen the sheets requesting the diploma and degree with the course timetables, etc...

and yet I couldn't resign myself to it.

Those eyes were an open window on the past, a past which I had slowly remembered.

There were still some gaps, but those perhaps my head refused to remember....