Estela wanted to see Azrael and she decided to go to her house. Her surprise was enormous and unpleasant, the beautiful house was burning on all four sides. She was screaming his name, terrified of him and asking the officers if he was okay, no one knew how to give her an exact answer ...
Seeing her so nervous and worried, one of the officers approached her " Are you familiar? "No one knows her whereabouts ... she escaped again.
" What do you say and what do you mean? I do not understand anything... " I mean the fugitive who lived in this house with a false identity."
" False?"
"Yes, he had fled many years ago after committing a serious crime. I do not know how he could be incognito for so long, surely he had accomplices who helped him ..."
" I don't think any of that is true, they must have confused him. He is a person of integrity and honesty with a good heart. What a great injustice! She exclaimed herself as she cried. "
She tried to call him, but the phone was off ... She left him thousands of messages. He felt his heart imprisoned by the strong pain. She wondered if he was okay or maybe hurt and alone. She wanted to help him in some way and she felt helpless.
She returned to her house, as she thought, if he wishes to communicate with me he will. When she arrived, she found a chest on the table, inside it contained a note and a smartwatch. The note said simply " Use it day and night. Burn the little note. You are being watched. Always love You "
She started crying as she burned the note. She placed the wonderful watch on her wrist. A smart watch would be the form of communication with Ezekiel.
The clock would be her companion day and night. Her confidante and her best friend. She would tell him about Ezekiel ...
It was no ordinary smartwatch ... She recognized his voice, his vibration, and his fingerprint. If any of these failed, the clock would turn off ...
She started vibrating when it was midnight, Azrael was calling her and she answered quickly.
" I'm in love, I knew they had discovered me because a reader managed to identify my image in one of my books. She had planned everything in case that happened. I'm close but hidden in a country house ... I bought it two years ago with another ID. It is a rural house with all the comforts. How do you feel?
"Quicker and missing you a lot ... she had felt heartbroken when I saw the heart fire.
" I know my life. Soon we'll be together, do not ask me how ... Kisses, take good care of yourself and do not separate yourself from the clock. Delete the call and never call me yourself ...
" As you say love, I will never fail you ...
He was a fugitive from justice and yet he was a being of great human quality. He had to use his intelligence and hide from a great injustice in life. Not everything is what it seems to be ... Sometimes good is bad and vice versa. Sometimes the truth has an unreal appearance. The fictitious can also become a reality. To imagine is to see beyond the senses. It is creating a new world ...
Two things can create: The sexual energy and the energy of thought ... They are two forms
of creative energy. With them the world and everything that exists is sustained.
Estela stared at the clock, and she noticed a change in its color. She had purple sparkles on her black strap and a golden reflection on the dial. She remembered that she should erase the number of the incoming call. When she was getting ready to do it, she discovered that there was no number that she had called at that time, there was no record of calls.
Again she passed through her mind the same idea as days ago ... He has no real physical existence, he is a product of my imagination and I give him life and feed him with my energy ... Is he like that? "But everyone sees it and reads it." It has no logical explanation, "she thought again.
Something had been created between him and her and it was not something common ... It was fiction touching the thin barrier that separates it from reality.
She tried to find an explanation in time, the possibility that he had traveled in time was not ruled out because something linked her to him. She feared for his sanity. She had to accept events that escaped logical reason.
She felt pain in her heart as she thought about the future. He had told her that he would look for her and that would be a mistake, she was being watched and he was following in her footsteps. There was no way out, at least apparently.
She took Zara's medal in her hands and she fell fast asleep.
She dreamed of him again. She saw him close and moved her lips to tell him something ... But her words were not heard, only the deafening noise of drums and a girl who shouted: Dad help me, don't let go of my hand! she cried and said slowly: Stay with me, I need you ...
She woke up abruptly, her heart was beating fast, her eyes were wet and she was filled with enormous sadness. The feeling of that girl had penetrated and he felt her living in her.
She had ceased to be her, to become someone unknown. Her feelings were different but just as deep. The girl. his and hers.
they seemed, "One being" ...
She again fell asleep. She was exhausted, she woke up a little late and headed to the candy store. She couldn't get that dream of hers out of her mind. She was distracted and the clients noticed it, one commented "You don't look like you, there is something different in your eyes and in your voice ..." She pretended not to have heard him and continued with the wrapping of her pending orders.
After a long and exhausting day she was about to leave when she felt someone knocking
on the door of the store "It's closed, please come in tomorrow ..." It's me, Dr. Lameda, I wanted to apologize and take her to her house, if you will. " You again?
They greeted each other coldly and she got into the car, she was so tired that her proposal to take her back was good for him. They spoke little, she accepted her apology, avoided looking into her eyes. She let him know that their friendship would continue, they shook hands and he told her " It seems different, his look and the way of shaking hands are different ... Big change in a short time." I like your watch, did you buy it here ? " No ... It's a gift and I don't know where it came from. Well it's getting late, thanks for everything ...