"No!" Mr. Rafael gave a loud cry; he couldn't catch her. He looked down with a heart, afraid that everything he had built in the blink of an eye would be broken.
To stare down with sorrow, he almost heard his heartbeats, as if they had suddenly moved to his head.
"Here you are," Ronald stated as he caught her right arm before reaching the ground. They were on the second floor. Erika had already hit her head on the wall the moment he held her tight; she was bleeding and swinging in the air. While Ronald was starting to pull her up, she gave a light sigh.
Ronald lifted her, and as he was supporting himself by the Iron balcony handle, he bowed his head. "I'm sorry, sir, I brother you," Ronald said to the old man as he took Erika with him.
"Hell no, damn it," Mr. Rafael said, cursing the elevator that suddenly stopped working, he had not any choice but to use the stairs to get to where Erika was.
"Now I'm sure that she is insane." Mr. Rafael muttered, and he ran as fast as he could to watch Ronald, who was about to enter his house.
"Where the hell is he taking my wife?" Mr. Rafael whispered, and he grabbed Ronald from his arm. Ronald gave him such a look that he challenged him to stop him if he could.
Erika slowly opened her eyes; his image was blurry. But she knew his voice, "Let me alone, Mr. Rafael; I don't want you." Erika said her last words as she lost consciousness.
Ronald did not allow himself to gaze at Mr. Rafael, who was as if to shoot both of them. Ronald turned with an evil smile before he got her in.
"My holy, what's wrong with her?" Fastino stated with terror then he made a way for Ronald to put her on the sofa.
"Don't ask me about anything; just bring me the first aid box from the top of the shelf; I'll take her to my room." Ronald's voice was full of depression, and Fastino did as he was told to.
Ronald cleaned up the injury on her forehead, then he put the bandage on it. Erika was groaning in pain, and her temperature was rising every second.
"She needs to have a shower; it will help to make her temperature decrease," Fastino's girlfriend stated as she was woken by their loud voices.
"But Ronald didn't mention this; look at her arm," Fastino said as he stood up facing his girlfriend, who nodded her head. She went quickly out and came back with one of her wide dresses, which was made of cotton fabric.
Ronald was searching for some springs and palliative which were in the storehouse, when he returned to where Erika was lying. "Thank you, Sabrina; I will take care of her," Ronald said. Sabrina had changed Erika's clothes with another comfortable one.
Fastino walked out, leaving Ronald to put the compresses on her to reduce her temperature. He kept an open eye the whole night; he never rested until her temperature decreased.
"What's the time now?" Erika muttered as she held her head. She gazed at the room to see Ronald's large picture on the front wall.
Her sights fell on him, leaning his head near her bed; he looked tired; she remembered what had happened yesterday night; she felt angner.
"Good morning," Ronald said as he noticed her awaken. She turned to the other side, avoiding his charming blue eyes.
"Is there a sane person who will throw himself from this high building because of a petty person?" Ronald said he watched her. She looked at him by the edge of her eyes, giving him a cold shoulder as if he weren't talking to her.
"You owe me now; I saved your life for the fourth time." Ronald added, and he leaned back to the chair. He yawns while rubbing his eyes; he looks drowsy.
"I didn't ask you to save me; if you hadn't stood in my way, I wouldn't have had this pain and trouble in my life," Erika yelled. She pulled out the blanket and stood as she staggered in her walk.
"Do you think that he will change if you kill yourself? Let me tell you this: you waste your precious time on nothing." Ronald said he knew she would not listen to him if he told her to stay; by any right, he would ask her to keep herself in front of his eyes.
He just made sure that she arrived at her apartment safely. He returned to his house, facing Fastino, who was waiting for an explanation for what had happened last night.
He tried to reach his brother, but he couldn't.Are you going to tell me what was going on?" Fastino requested that Ronald throw himself on the sofa and cover his face with the pillow.
"I went to the balcony as usual, Ronald said. Fastino took the pillow from him and put it aside. "Come on, don't act like a shy princess," Fastino said, pulling Ronald's legs.
"I saw your brother's show of glowing to apologize from her, including or the like. Just to notice her stepping closer to the edge," Ronald's voice got bitter as he remembered how difficult it was for him in those moments, thinking that he might not see her again.
He didn't feel his body till he was in the old man's room; he got his focus and normal attention after she coughed. Fastino sighed as he heard Ronald.
"It's a good thing that you were there, "Sabrina stated as she pressed a kiss on Fastino's cheek. She sat herself on his lap, and Ronald was lying with his arm over his eyes.
"What about my brother?" Fastino said with a fearful tone that he knew Rafael more than anyone else. AL can only be ruled by one loyal king." Don't worry, I will book you a ticket to go back with us to London, "Fastino said.
"Pft, can you relax? It's not worth it. You know you're brother, but he doesn't know me well." Ronald replied, as he had already understood Fastino's hints. Sabrina laughed at their conversion.