My cousin my lover

She watched intently, the boy standing only a few feet away. She sighed, she knew he would never give her the attention she had always longed for. For so many years Ana had always been lost: under the infatuation and enchantment of her cousin.

“ ”Why are you looking at me so much? “ ”asked her cousin, raising his eyebrows in amusement.

“ ”I'm not looking at you, I'm just... “ ”

“ ” Then what are you looking at? After me there's a wall. So I guess you're not looking at me, then what are you looking at? “ ”He asked with a sideways smile, "Do I have to worry about you looking at a white wall? “ ”he said and laughed.

Ana rolled her eyes. She still couldn't understand, how could she feel so much for someone like that? But there she was, like, more than in love and lost for her cousin. Anyway, the two were not blood cousins. Ana was more than aware that she had been adopted when she was only four years old.

Although with the passage of time, that infatuation that had been born when she was only 11 years old had only increased. It had only increased. Ana, at 18 years old, felt quite in love.

Apart from everything is that Leonardo was younger than her.

Leonardo was 14, and she was 18. But the boy was very intelligent for his age.

But she knew it was something completely impossible.

And so it went through the years, Ana had the hope of turning older, so that there would be a possibility between the two of them.

When she turned 22, those doors of hope opened very easily for her.