Tamara woke up and didn't see Irene in bed. She got up and went to find her. She heard voices in the kitchen and approached.
-Good morning, love. - Irene said.
-Good morning. - Tamara said.
-Good morning sister. - Gaia said - Did you sleep well?
-Yes, I slept. - She looked suspiciously - Why are you so happy?
-Is...
-Let me talk to your sister, Gaia. - Irene said - You can go get ready for your class.
-It's good. Thanks, Irene.
-You're welcome.
-I don't like it at all when you two keep secrets.
-Quiet, love. - She kissed Tamara- You will know what it is about.
-Say it Irene.
-So, remember that boy we met in Malaga?
-The guy, Marcos? - Irene agreed - I know, what about him?
-He's coming here for dinner on Sunday.
-What?
-Yes, love. That is what you are thinking. He and your sister are dating and he said he wanted to do everything right. But, since your mother is not here...
-Irene, tells me you didn't know that.
-I cannot. Sorry, love. But I've known about it for about three months.
-What? - Tamara got up from the table.
-Quiet, love.
-You want me to stay calm, how? Did you keep this from me all this time?
-Tam, we hid it because I knew you were going to be like this. Look how nervous you are.
-Because I didn't like that. Not even the secret; much less be the last to know.
-That's not the way, Tam. What's wrong with that?
-I thought there would be no more secrets between us. But I apparently was wrong.
-Tam, I just wanted to avoid unnecessary stress. Sorry.
-Goodbye, Irene. - Tamara took the car key.
-Love, where are you going?
-I dont know. Over there.
-It's good. But you come back, right?
Tamara left without answering and Irene stayed crying.
-What is it, Irene? - Gaia entered the room and saw Irene crying.
-Your sister didn't like hearing about our secret. I think she felt betrayed. And now I do not know what to do.
-Irene, I'm sorry. I didn't want to cause this mess.
-All good. It is not your fault. The decision not to tell her was mine.
-I wanted to do something to help.
-Go to your course. So we solve this, don't worry.
-I'd better cancel with Marcos, right?
-I think it's better to save it for another day, yes.
-All good. I talk to him. - She hugged Irene - Are well, okay?
-Thank you.
When it was almost time to pick up Alex from school, Irene was changing Ruth's clothes and Tamara texted her:
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Fly con vos (English)
FanfictionThis fic started to be written on a flight, so it literally appeared in the clouds. This is a great reminder to never lose hope. As Tamara herself says: If something bad happens, turn it into something good. So, let's dream!