Between Lies

Endless Loop

"Where is my nietita?" Alfredo asked when he heard the door's opening and saw only Sharon.

Ámbar had left for training, but at that time of the day, she used to be at home.

Looking at Sharon's emotionless face wasn't anything new, but a little glittering something was in the corner of her left eye.

It wasn't a tough question to answer, but Sharon pulled the time long, taking off her coat and placing her sunglasses on the shelf.

"She is in hospital," Sharon finally spoke up.

Alfredo suddenly felt a sharp jab in his chest around his heart and placed his left hand at that point. The air seemed to disappear, however, he tried to breathe. His head felt so heavy on his neck. He had had to sit down before he would pass out.

"It isn't anything serious, only a concussion. The doctors wanted her there to keep a close watch on her." Sharon's voice wasn't as cold as usual, a little comforting tone blended into it. She stepped closer to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.

Alfredo felt that gesture pleasant, and he could finally inhale some air, after knowing that Ámbar would be okay. Enough with his weak heart now! Some years ago, he wasn't like that, to be passed out because of the smallest, exciting news.

Alfredo raised his gaze at his daughter and noticed something in her greenish-grey eyes. Alfredo couldn't explain what that was, but he felt relieved that Sharon wasn't as cold as the wind in June as he thought.

"Can I visit her tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yes, of course," Sharon said, surprised by Alfredo's concern about the girl.

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Ámbar hadn't answered him. He had glanced at his phone two times when he visited Bia, but the two notifications were only about insta posts. Bia had even asked him what he was waiting for. Sure, he didn't talk about Ámbar, as he didn't know how much the girl wanted to be public in his friends' eyes.

Then there was that collision with that tall guy, and Manuel believed for a moment that the phone that the guy dropped accidentally was Ámbar's. In turn, the girl didn't have a special phone case, only a simple white one, but that's what makes it unique. No one used white cases anymore. There were so many others with interesting designs, that anyone other than her wanted to use a simple one. It suited her because Ámbar was the person who wore anything that fit her well.

Manuel couldn't help but smile when he thought about Ámbar. He had never had a friend like her. If they hadn't had their unusual meeting, probably, they wouldn't befriend ever. He was the number one girl with whom Manuel would have never interacted. He had a bit of deja vu with her, she was similar at some point with Carmín, but at the same time so different. He knew Carmín well, and it turned out lately that she wasn't a bad person as he thought before, only the internet in combination with Laix made her so hypocritical, but under her mask, she was a nice character. She had to break at some point to leave behind her toxic personality. And when Ámbar told him about what she had done before to be the number one at that place, called Roller, he saw the same. There was only one difference: Ámbar was taught to be like that and Carmín chose to be. Luckily, the two of them had opened their eyes before it was too late.

Manuel's phone buzzed, and he instantly checked what it was. A huge rock fell from his heart when he saw the name on his screen. It was Ámbar. Manuel opened the message.

Ámbar: Sorry, but we can't meet. I am on a vacation

Now? She hadn't said a word about that yesterday. It was strange. Maybe, Sharon had cooked up something urgent.