Chapter 28

And sometimes her voice breaks when she laughs.

Although Aldo seemed very friendly when he shouted, he shouted loudly.

He almost broke my three eardrums.

Damn there are only two.

- It is out of the question that I walk around with a stranger on my arm, Vladimir gets angry and makes me jump.

- That's why I decided that you would go with Elisabeth.

I smiled stupidly until I understood the meaning of the sentence. I shook my head immediately after the information hit my brain.

- No, it's out of the question, replies his son.

If I hadn't agreed with him, I might have found that remark and that harsh tone very hurtful.

Admittedly, I was not a great lady or a perfectly refined girl. To tell the truth, I had not been educated with a protocol worthy of the royal family either, but I had values. cold, one of my core values was never to believe myself better than anyone else.

At this precise moment I realized that Vladimir obviously did not have the same values as me.

- Why not invite Polina instead of this slut? Revolts the old gossip that was Tatiana.

- Yes the sickle and the dictator are right, I simpered without realizing my words.

It wasn't until I saw the half-shocked, half-amused faces of the people here that I understood what I had just said.

I had just insulted Tatiana as a dinosaur.

Worse sickle.

I turned my head in fear in Tatiana's direction. The stepmother was glaring at me and I thanked God for not giving us the possibility of killing with our eyes.

Vladimir, as for him, laughed. For the first time since my arrival I heard his laugh. He was serious and sexy, in reality he embodied the master of the place to perfection. did not inspire respect, fear or envy.

Even that laugh was raw perfection, like a stone rising from the ground. And suddenly I wondered why he laughed so little. was light years away from the dehydrated seal cry I produced with every little joke.

Maybe he was too broken, too weathered to indulge in such trivial things as fun?

This was very often what happened to people who had grown up badly.

Very few continued to laugh as before, when our only concern was the color of which we were going to color our drawing.

Even me, my somewhat wobbly past had left its mark. I no longer laughed in the same way.

Before, I used to laugh out loud with my sister. Since she was no longer there, I had the tick to put my hand in front of my mouth when I laughed. This tiny gesture actually had a great significance, it perfectly embodied the feverish assurance that I was trying to exude. To believe that my mother's incessant criticism had ended up getting the better of the carelessness that I had left.

- Don't I made a decision for you to respect it, he concluded, throwing a chill on the already far too silent room.