Ashes in the Heart (Editing)

Bitter Drink

"Real breasts are not identical, real buttocks have cellulite, real skin has scars and stretch marks... And that's okay, the more imperfections the more beautiful you will be."

The day started a little more dazzling than other days, I could feel the heat caressing my skin, the light breeze coming through the window and a soft and relaxing breath next to me.

I opened my eyes feeling the glare of the sun and I could look at Sebastian's face resting on the pillow, his skin shone with the flashes of light and seemed to have fallen directly from the sky. A smile was drawn on his chin even with his eyes closed, I could feel the drastic acceleration of my heart when I was caught and I only kept the same way so as not to ridicule myself anymore, he opened his eyes slowly and I was able to lose myself in the depth of his look.

Something made me see him in a different way that morning, it was that feeling of seeing his features or the details that made him be Sebastian, that sketch that he was looking at me that morning had been irreversibly embedded in my mind. I smiled looking at my own reflection in his eyes and knowing that it was the right place for him to be.

— I'm sorry. — I started.

— ¿Because? — He questioned.

— I didn't want to wake you up, it's still very early.

—I'll go back to sleep if that's what you want. — He said hesitantly with a smile on his face. — By the way, what a strange way to say good morning. ¿Is that how they usually do it where you come from?

—I let out a small laugh and replied. — I don't want to be cliché.

Well. — He refuted. — In that case, I feel sorry for you too.

I finish his words by dragging my head to his personal space and placing a very delicate kiss on my mouth. I closed my eyes to enjoy his lips next to mine and fell into a spell of deep sleep that made me faint ipso facto, I was still very tired and to be honest I didn't really want to get up.

After a few long hours of reconstructive sleep, my subconscious went back to work and, still with my eyes closed, I turned to the side of the bed to feel the heat of Sebastian's body, coming across an empty and completely cold bed, he wasn't there and he wasn't even there. he had felt the moment he was gone. I looked at the table clock that was very close and it was about to show 10:00 am, I sat on the bed to look everywhere for it, but it was not there, the sheet stopped covering half of my body, it was still completely naked and remembering what happened inevitably made me feel ashamed. I took a nightgown that was next to the chest of drawers and got out of bed to look for Sebastián, I was starving and felt a burning sensation so sensitive that only the rubbing that my legs produced when walking bothered me, however, I would not stay in bed to complain about it, I had to find him and know that everything was going well, plus I had a great need to be with him.

I got to the living room and just like the room I ran into a completely desolate space, there was not even a trace of Rita having gone that day to clean, I was wondering where she could be or why she had not returned in so long, I was beginning to worry about that sudden disappearance. I heard the vibration of my cell phone on the table and I quickly ran to him to check it, I had many missed calls and messages from Anna, two days ago she hadn't heard from me and she had surely called the entire police station to look for me, it was super dramatic and about Protective when it came to my well-being, a new call from her came in and I immediately answered it.

—¿! AMY¡?

—¿Anna?

—! Thank God¡ — She breathed a sigh of calm. — ¿Where were you? ¿Do you want to scare me to death? I've been trying to reach you for hours. — I claim angry and with a worried tone. — I thought something bad had happened to you.