The Secret Between Us
Chapter 18

1 week later

The bruises are still pretty bad on my skin, but the idea that I’m going to be a mum is something that just won’t let me think about anything else. I’m supposed to be happy – after all, it’s a child of the man I love, isn’t it? But instead I’m scared to death praying that my father and Santiago don’t know that I lied to them, and hoping that Micaela will continue with the theatrics that we’re in New York together picking out my wedding dress. I try to smile as I look at myself in the mirror and know that the miracle of life is growing in me, that without looking for it he or she decided to come into our lives, but I can’t… the fear is greater.

-My love, I’m here! – I hear Izan’s voice and I quickly go to the living room and there I see him in his black jeans, t-shirt and matching shoes.

-Finally! I was going crazy without hearing from you,” I tell him desperately and hug him as if these last 72 hours without hearing from him had been the worst of my punishments.

-I’m sorry my beauty, it was too dangerous to call you from where I was, but I have good news,” he says without letting go of me.

-What is it? – I ask in the hope that it really is something that will make us live in peace.

-Let me,” he asks and we slowly pull away from each other. I look at him and suddenly he reaches into the back pocket of his trousers and pulls out two passports, “I have our ticket to freedom,” he says excitedly and I can’t help but rush towards him making him take me in his arms as I wrap my legs around his waist.

-I love you! – I exclaim and begin to deposit short k****s all over his face and lips making him laugh.

-And I love you my love! – he says as he walks around the house with me wrapped around him until he sits down on the couch with me.

His greenish gaze is locked on mine and I could stop time like this seeing myself reflected in him – and where are we going to escape to? – I ask full of anticipation.

He picks up the passports and shows me mine, “You, Mrs. Camila Fernández, will go with your husband Sebastián Fernández to Toledo, Spain,” he explains, making me smile.

-Now my name is Camila? – I ask amused.

-Yes, do you like it? – she asks and I nod.

-Very much, but as for you, I like Izan better… but well, it doesn’t matter what name you have, I’m going to love you just the same,” I assure him and k**s him sweetly.

-I have another surprise for you,” he says against my lips and I pull away a little to look at him, “for everyone, Camila and Sebastian are married, this will make things easier for us,” he explains as he pulls out a marriage certificate that leaves me speechless.

-I didn’t expect this,” I say totally surprised and he smiles.

-As soon as we can, we’ll get legally married, but for now this is what I can do to make us as close to a family as possible. – He says in a way that fills me with excitement.

-I know baby… but what are we going to work on there? – I ask a little worried, but he smiles for some reason.

-You don’t have to worry about anything, I’ve made sure that we have more than enough money so that our life is peaceful and we only have to worry about being happy and waiting for our son,” he assures me.

-Does the money come from something legal? – I ask amused and she laughs.

-Yes… I sold my penthouse, and my collector’s car. –

-What?! -No! Why did you sell the car? You loved it,” I ask knowing what that car meant to him.

-No more than I love you two, now we’d better hurry, we’re leaving tomorrow and we must pack our things- -Tomorrow?

-Tomorrow? – I asked in surprise.

-It’s necessary that all this be quick, my contact warned me that we couldn’t go too much round and round with the matter to avoid it all going to waste. –

-Will we say anything to our families? – I ask.

-If you want you can write a letter or something to your father telling him what Santiago has done to you and that you preferred to leave rather than marry him, that way at least things will make some sense and your uncle will take a little while to start investigating – he proposes me.

-It’s ok, I trust you… -I promise I’ll never leave.

-I promise I’ll never let you down,” he assures me and gives me one of those k****s that I’d like to make last forever.

-I know, and if you tell me we have to go to the end of the world to be happy, I promise I’ll do it without hesitation,” I assure him and k**s him again.

-I love you, precious,” he murmurs against my lips and k****s me once more, making getting our things ready an almost impossible task.