The Thread of life

, you know it's th

t's wha

their team and getting into the youth team was not for everyone. Down in the village everyone was proud of him and the day he left was like a big party: Edoardo

d this made him feel a little mo

girl he probably wouldn't have accepted, he would have regretted his choice when he gre

sible decisions when he was confused. But...those feelings he felt when he dreamt

almos

n heart beating like a madman, and surely tha

ation for the fact that

sad room of his new football school. By now he was of age an

g of

into the adult world full of obstacles to face. But he

every single day, things started to get tough for Mateo. However, when he remembered the sacrifices his family had made,

he was just a figment of his imagination and this had led him to

he met

. Tall, beautiful and a first-time model w

as if she had it written on his forehead - and what better opportunity than that to use him as a springboard? Besides, Mateo was a good-looking guy, he had to admit it: he was tall, with green eyes that would have turned the heads of any girl on the planet, and he certainly

in the first team that she loved him, the young man could not say it sinc

idn't go beyond that... something he felt for her

he came to see him from France - the country w

Sof

s it been since h

shook his head, sighing."I think it was - you know when we had i

razy. Over the years he swore that Mateo had fallen in love with her, so it seemed strange to him that he was breathing for that bimbo Nadia. Yes, because Rafael didn't li

se that was it, he was convinced of it!) fo

finger from birth that binds him to his soul mate. It is indestructible, very long and can tangle all

g at his brother with an ebony face. How he wished, Rafael, to tell him the trut

rue, hermano."