Your Caresses On My Skin

e world, tears started to come out of my eyes, I couldn't believe that my friend, the only one who had shared m

sn't to blame for accompanying me. “Find my brothers and give them the same freedom

annoyance, because she had just stared at me, I hadn't tried to do anything to

irst time she had faced death like that, let alone that it had been the first death she had witnessed. I looked at my friend for the last time and that man was right in everythin

ave let those men shoot me, they should

ou and me. I will always be grateful for all you have done for me”. I smiled. “Since you met me, protecting my back, until the last day of your life”. I finished whis

who still had no idea of the name, but who seemed concerned about that little detail and

now. “Who are you? Tell me your name and stop looking at me like that”. I asked curiously, I had never seen him before, not that I had see

but trying to think of what was going through his. “And I am the owner of this house, Nikolay Petrov, yes, I am Russian, that's why my accent”. he added, I

the sentence I wanted to, I felt embarrassed. Could it be

one who sent them”. he said, making my body relax a little, but I couldn't help shuddering as I realized that he knew exactly what I was thinking, COULD IT BE SO OBVIOUS WHAT WAS GOING THROUGH MY M

d suddenly feeling cornered by his gaze. “I was looking for a person who is not there and I don't know where he might be

mine”. He commented in the same manner as a while ago. “I don't want you to see me as your enemy, in fact, I wouldn't like to be, but I can become som

ad no choice, I didn't want to meet other thugs out there, much less did I wan

n and I'll send you to the doctor once I arrive. “Who was that woman?” We entered the mansion; the layout was the same. I stayed with

eat and beautiful, I didn't care how light blue it was,

she was watching me from heaven, because a pe

At last, a real bed and not a cot and recurs hitting on my back. Ann wishes you were here w

w my life has been from a while to here, I did not know I was there, and my body shuddered

e a story, I will tell you another time”. I mentioned. “Can I know what happened or with my friend?”. he added. I don't know why I had responded and said that inf

at the moment. For now, I think I'll let you rest, we'd better leave it at that”. he said, smiling. His smile app

lay

ould be this way, why was I running away? Who were these men who persecuted her? Why did it seem like th

han I ever imagined, in the first instance, I assumed that it had been that she never mentioned it in some of the