El Domingo Después De Cuernavaca

Capítulo 14 - La Verdad Sanará

Chapter 14 - The Truth Heals

Lety looked at the small ball that had been the letter in the hands of Fernando. She could see the pain reading it had cause him and she too felt the sadness of what had happened. But she had come to terms the day before with what was in the letter. And hearing Omar call her every cruel name he could think of did not affect her because she knew him and how he saw her. Seeing Fernando's reaction to the letter was more telling because she could see the guilt, the pain over his actions on his beautiful face.

Lety miró la pequeña bola que había sido la carta en las manos de Fernando. Ella podía ver el dolor que le había causado y ella también sentía la tristeza de lo que había sucedido. Pero el día anterior había llegado a un acuerdo con lo que había en la carta. Y escuchar a Omar llamarla cada nombre cruel que podía pensar no la afectó porque ella lo conocía y cómo la veía. Ver la reacción de Fernando a la carta fue más revelador porque ella podía ver la culpa, el dolor por sus acciones en su hermoso rostro.

She remembered when she told Fernando about Miguel and the bet, and the mess that was her first time being in love. She remembered his face and the emotions that she saw there. They were the same. And she wondered if he was thinking about all of this when she told him about Miguel.

Recordó cuando le contó a Fernando sobre Miguel y la apuesta, y el desastre que era la primera vez que estaba enamorada. Ella recordó su cara y las emociones que vio allí. Eran iguales. Y se preguntó si él estaba pensando en todo esto cuando ella le contó acerca de Miguel.

Lety also had questions because some of what Omar said seemed credible, some of it not. Before Fernando could meet her eye she spoke.

Lety también tuvo preguntas, porque algo de lo que Omar dijo parecía creíble, pero algo de eso no lo parecía. Antes de que Fernando pudiera mirarla a los ojos, ella habló.

"Omar wrote every card and bought every gift?" She knew that Omar was buying the gifts. But there were some things that had been in the cards that she couldn't believe could have come from the pen of Omar Carvajal.

"¿Omar escribió todas las tarjetas y compró todos los regalos?" Ella sabía que Omar estaba comprando los regalos. Pero había algunas cosas en las tarjetas que ella no podía creer que pudieran haber sido escritas por la pluma de Omar Carvajal.

Fernando nodded his head. "He wrote all of the cards except one, the last one. I knew it needed to be special, what you shared with me that night was too important to leave in his hands. So for the first time in my life, I wrote something to a woman. I needed you to understand how much you sharing that intimate part of yourself, with me, meant. And as you can see..." he pointed toward the ball in his hands, "Omar can be a complete idiot."

Fernando asintió con la cabeza. "Escribió todas las cartas excepto una, la última. Sabía que tenía que ser especial, lo que compartiste conmigo esa noche era demasiado importante para dejarlo en sus manos. Entonces, por primera vez en mi vida, le escribí algo a una mujer. Necesitaba que comprendieras lo mucho que significaba compartir esa parte íntima de ti mismo conmigo. Y como puedes ver ... "señaló hacia la pelota en sus manos," Omar puede ser un completo idiota ".

Lety smiled at his response, a small smile, but a smile nonetheless. "Of all the cards you have given me, that was the one card that touched my very soul." Leticia admitted, her eyes cast down. "The other cards were nice, they were sweet and said nice things, but the last one, that one was just...more." Lety then swallowed. "Well, the letter doesn't say anything I didn't already know. Omar is a jerk, I already knew that. I didn't realize how much hearing those words could hurt me, even when I knew about everything he wrote. But that is Don Omar."