⇰ 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘇 struggles to hide her relationship with her boyfriend, Joseph, from the people she loves and being the only daughter of the well-known business man, Arturo Rodriguez, means her decisions and movements are always being w...
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I met Joseph when I was sixteen and he was eighteen. I know the ages may be alarming but I was young and in love with the idea of being loved.
And at that age, all I craved was love especially since my father was hardly around and practically ignored me every chance he had.So it was more than easy to fall for Joseph.
I remember the day I met him like it was yesterday. One day my car broke down on the side of the road on my way home from school. Instead of calling Ivan or my father, I called a nearby auto shop for a tow truck. That's when Joseph came and when I saw him it felt like a fairytale.
He was so charming and sweet. His light brown eyes that look like honey when they are touched by the sunlight, had me in a chokehold. His perfect curly brown hair that fell a little bit above his forehead.
Everything about him in that moment was perfect.
During the time he spent helping me out we talked and talked until I finally had the courage to give him my phone number. And after that the rest is history.
The beginning of our relationship was filled with the happiest of days. He would say all the right things when I needed to hear them. He took care of me and loved me. He made me feel like I mattered. Of course, we had our fair share of arguments. Joseph had his difficult moments, I mean he will always have his difficult moments, but he always managed to make up for them.
He is flawed, like we all are.
And I know he's made mistakes, we all do.
But lately, I can't justify his actions.
No matter how hard I try.
No matter how much I love him.
I can't justify what he's doing.
I can't justify what he did.
Joseph was never like this
He's so unrecognizable and that's what scares me.
The Joseph I know, well, knew would be incapable of hurting anyone let alone kill someone. He would be incapable of acting with malice.
But my father's words keep repeating over and over in my head.
"I don't even think you know him, Lina."
I'm starting to believe that I don't.
I feel the car come to a complete stop and realize that we finally made it home. Before I can ask Ivan why we left so abruptly he exits the car not sparing me a second glance.
I can tell he is beyond furious by the way his shoulders are pushed back and his fists are clenched to his side as he marches his way inside the mansion.
