~La Hija del Teca~ Oscar. Diaz [ENG./SPAN.]

CHAPTER 1 ENG.

I wasn't ready. I don't think I'll ever be ready. I was young when I met him. I was young when I lost him. I didn't understand him at first. He didn't understand me at first. I knew his dad before I knew him and his brother. I practically know the whole neighborhood. Not personally but I know them enough to know their likes, dislikes, names, ages and even personalities but that can all be faked. He didn't fake it until he did. He was nice at first. He made me feel special. I felt as if I was only one in the world. I felt as if I was on cloud 9. I would KILL for him. I would DIE for him. If he told me to do something I would do it.

Would he?

He never knew the truth about me and how I lived before I came here all those years ago until a couple months into our relationship. It really felt as if it was yesterday. I remember the moments we had in his red impala. I remember our walks on the beach and our walks through the rich neighborhoods thinking that we could make it big and that we could live there one day. That didn't happen. He didn't believe that he could get to start over. I had connections and I still do but he lost hope that he was able to start over for him and his brother. I remember when we would be outside "his" house and just look at the stars with one of my twin sons on each of our sides. I'm not tryin' to be cheesy when I say that when I met him, I believed that love existed, when I believed that happiness existed. I didn't feel that way with Mario. It felt like obsession. Lust. I never knew if it was really love. With Oscar it was different. I felt loved. I felt something I never felt before. I felt wanted. It didn't feel as if he was using me. It didn't feel as if I was just a warm body to him. It felt real. That cant be faked. Could it?

I told him to be careful. To not get caught. He did. He received his second strike. His third. Game over. He was taken away. Sent to jail for a few years and now those few years are done. I was standing outside my mansion door to enter my car when I realized something. I still loved him but he did he feel the same? We literally had two twin children. A boy named Domenico and a girl named Domenika. How are our lives gonna be now?

Did he move on? Despite the fact that he got out a couple hours ago. I literally hope he didn't. I didn't want to be some hyna to him. I was his WIFE but that didn't mean anything to me. I wanted us to have a clean fresh slate but would he?

Lets hope so...