"To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved"
Lilianne and Jason were sleeping peacefully.
It was the first time Jason had shared a bed with any woman. The first time he had no nightmares either, which was an advantage on the one hand, and a curse on the other.
In his dreams, he was haunted by a woman whose face he could not remember. He did not remember his childhood, he only knew that he was always with his father and his woman.
Every dream seemed to bring him closer to the truth.
His father was cunning. Even more cunning than him, so finding information about this woman was difficult.
It was almost 9 o'clock and the alarm clock rang. Lilianne lazily rubbed her eyes. Jason was still asleep, so she decided not to wake him up. She began to prepare for school.
She went down to the kitchen to make breakfast. She decided to prepare "Tortilla Espanola". Her favorite breakfast from Barcelona. She remembered all the mornings when she and Valentina wandered around the kitchen after the evening party, preparing the dish with the last of her strength. Undoubtedly, she missed those times. Especially her friend.
"Jason, breakfast. Better wake up, we'll be late for school!" She screamed
"Jeez, woman. You are seriously giving me a headache." He sighed
Lil started pretending to be him: "I'm Jason Mccann, this little woman is giving me a headache, I'm so poor, I'm gonna cry", she laughed.
"I don't even sound like that. What's on my plate?" He asked confused
"Tortilla Espanola. My favorite breakfast."
"Why couldn't you make pancakes? We are in America"
"They are disgusting here. You use pancake mix. It's not healthy"
"Says a heavy smoker" He laughed.
Jason wasn't entirely convinced. He took the first bite and said: "Scott, this is delicious. I don't want to eat another breakfast anymore."
Lilianne laughed: "I told you"
***
"Is that your car? Last time, we drove another?" She asked confused.
"If you want, we can drive different every day of the week."
"Can I drive today?" She asked hopefully.
"No way. I have work to do today and I need a car."
"You don't trust me!" She exclaimed
"Of course, I don't. I don't trust anyone"
It hurt. At the moment, Lil thought their relationship, friendship whatever you call it, was going in the right direction, but everything fell apart after the sentence: "I don't trust you"
The ride to school passed silently. Lilianne shifted in her seat, wanting to get out of the car as soon as possible.
Jason's voice broke the silence: "Listen Lil, I know that it probably hurt you, but you have to understand me. Trust is built over the years, and we've only known each other for a month. Too many people used me and I can't just trust the first person I meet."
"So I'm the first person you meet?"
"It's not like that Lilianne. End this topic."
"How am I supposed to end this topic? I barely know you?"
"And what do you want to know about me?"
"How many girlfriends have you had?"
"0, next"
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Return to the roots
Storie d'amore"They called him dangerous, but he was her safe" After a few years, Lilianne has to go back to her roots and start all over again in a city that she vaguely remembers. What if one day her paths cross with the ruthless criminal?
