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of the stories. When Imma' s sister arrived, she wanted us to
stay for dinner. Everyone saw her look of desire when she greeted me,
but I needed to see Chris be with her and clear everything up. I
excused myself by saying that Cristina, being very sore, needed me by her
side and we said goodbye. When we got to the villa and opened the
door, Chris came walking hard towards us and hugged me with strength. I
was so sore that when I hugged her she complained of pain and couldn'
t sit with what Noelia went to shower and I prepared dinner for the three
of us. Noelia was so tired that she ended up having dinner. She
went to sleep and Cris and I had dinner standing in the kitchen between loving
looks. You help me take a shower. Cris asked me so much my
body hurts that I can' t even bend. Of course you do ask
me what you need, although at first I didn' t want to get
in the shower with her. He convinced me it would be better. That
way we wouldn' t lose all the water. I was very careful when
I soaped her, I noticed her tits were bruised. I imagine the strong
lean I put her under. I put special care when I washed his butt
between the legs and there he did complain of a lot of pain. When
I finished, I pampered her and took her to our room to help her
get dressed and make the cure in her little cuatro. When I could see
what I had done to him, my tears broke out. His whole sphincter
was a hematoma, he was swollen and he was still bleeding slightly. I
saw her sex also had bruises and it was red. I felt ashamed of
myself, my love. I beg your pardon for what I have done to
you. I have no words to express this. She just smiled at me
in pain. I applied a healing ointment to her sphincter and then gave her
the antibiotic and the painkiller they had prescribed. With this I helped him to
lie down and lay next to him. She immediately curled up against me and
I hugged her with affection. You' re going to tell me what happened
this morning, why you treated me like this Chris asked me, I told
him everything since I went into that sac shampoo to what I bought I told
him I wanted to surprise him with an amazing sex day and that' s
why I bought those products. I made a reckless move and doubled the dose
I had to take. I don' t know what the hell that product
will be or where it' ll come from. But it changes you,
transforms you into a satyr, into a sexual predator. When I fucked you,
I had lost my mind It wasn' t me And how are you
now? Chris asked. I grabbed her hand and took her to my dick.
Feeling Cris' warm little body stuck to mine had made me look like
a motorcycle. She put her hand into the slip and stroked my dick and
made an attempt to masturbate, but because of the fucked I had had.
I was hurting with what I gently took away his hand.“ You don
’ t want me to relieve you,” she asked strangely until you don
’ t feel better and you can’ t enjoy it. Let' s
not say it' s like a punishment that I impose on myself for making
you suffer. Don' t martyr yourself with that, my love, although
this morning I was furious with you and tempted to leave our tea. I
admit that you' ve fulfilled one of my fantasies that I think I never
dared confess to you I always fantasized that he would feel when they rape you,
when they force you to do something you don' t want to do.
He hears sense. That' s been one of the best fucks of
my life. Cristina left me in check that confession showed me that you never
know what' s going on in your head. Of a woman and that
I still had a lot to find out about that amazing young woman. He
once went on to say that I have dressed very provocatively in clothes so scarce
that only the word Foya was missing in my forehead. I was walking through
the village of such a stew, hoping that some garrulo would force me and
rape me. But being the daughter of who I was and how everyone knew
me, I think even if I had gone naked, they wouldn' t
touch my hair was desperate. This thing you' ve told me, Cristina,
besides surprising me, doesn' t make me feel any better. Okay.
My love is our last week. We' ll try to have our
best time. All I want to ask you now is to buy me a
float so you can sit me down tomorrow. I' ll buy it first
thing in the morning. By the way, Ima asked me about you and
I told her that you fell on your ass down the stairs and you have
a fissure in the coxis jaja river Chris well thought out, Come on,
let' s go to sleep. I' m tired. That week gave
for little more Cristina showed me the intense she still had suffering the pains she
suffered. He did not deprive Noelia or me of going down to the beach
and spending the morning between baths and trips to the snack bar for beers or
refreshments and talks with Ima and Angel. I did not part from his side
at any time, still feeling the looks of desire that I threw at Imma
and already in the middle of the week, with my help the first baths
were given. I think seawater also helped to improve and day by day I
saw how his anito was improving to forced marches. I' ll be honest
with you. Imma told me, at a time when we were alone before
you left, I' d like you to fuck me again. I can
' t get the dust out of my head and if you touched my pussy
now, you' d notice I' m dripping. The offer was tempting.
I do not deny it, but the effects of the penetron were gone
for days and I refused to be promiscuous and unfaithful. Okay, I had
already been, but that wasn' t my way of being or thinking.
It' s gonna be complicated, Himma, I apologized to her. Cristina
needs me and I can' t leave her alone for a moment. He
said with pity, but promise me you' ll try. She and I
knew there would be no more encounters, but hope is the last thing I
missed the afternoon I fucked Inma. They gave up all the circumstances to make
it so, and I think it was an amazing fuck, but situations shouldn
' t be forced or everything goes infinitely wrong. With regret. For our
part, on Sunday we began the journey back to Routine, even with the
incident that left Chris Maltrecha. We commented on how well we had had and
would repeat. I know that the trip back to Cristina was a torture and
that, thanks to the painkillers, she did not suffer so much pain,
but she was looking forward to arriving before reaching the town where Cris lived.
We stopped for a rest and a drink and Cris Alfonso told me. I
' d like to ask you something if that' s possible. Sure,
ask me what you want You' ll see on Monday. I' ve
already made an appointment with the proptologist and the gynaecologist and I' d like
you to come with me and have my mother come with me and ask me
uncomfortable questions and she' ll ask them, because she won' t want
to stay out of the office and she' ll find out everything. Don
' t worry, my life counts on me for whatever it takes. Although
Cristina, inside the farm, had a house of her own and isolated from
that of her parents, where she lived and carried the economic part of the
hacienda, the winery and the vineyards, I considered it appropriate to go to
the motel of the village, but when we arrived and her parents knew the
problem and that I would stay to help her, they did not hesitate to
offer me accommodation and insisted that I stay with them. That somehow helped to
get to know that family more. I made Cris happy to have me at
home. We don' t share a bedroom, though. Cris recovered from
her ailments, although it took her about two months to be herself. I
had no choice but to go home and take care of my business. I
extended the vacation more than the bill, although the boys who worked with me
were in charge of opening the shop and handling the breakdowns. That week I
found myself very alone after living with Cris for five weeks and not having separated
us practically at all. We talked daily and more than two and three times
until the weekend came. Whether it was her or I, we were getting
together, either at home or in mine, and we practically didn' t
get out of bed in endless sex sessions that appeased our desire to feel and
give us all the pleasure we claimed. Chris' ass was visited again by
my dick, but thanks to that gel that I bought at the time in
the Shap sax, my cock went in painlessly and gently. That second time,
Cristina did enjoy that fuck and also, she also tried to feel fucked
by occupying her two holes with the dildo that I also acquired in that summer.
She went crazy with pleasure and had orgasms that left her broken and me
with my eggs totally dry. Well, for almost a year and a half
we were maintaining that relationship at that time. Julia' s father died and
his wife, Julia' s mother and Noelia' s grandmother, was able
to devote herself to her full- time granddaughter, so Chris and I also
had more time to show our love. And it' s not like the
girl was a hindrance. We loved her as if she were our daughter,
but selfishly that gave us more freedom. Also during that year and a half,
Chris' father taught me the intricacies of the vineyards and the winery helped
me to distinguish a cavernetz or viñón, from a merlot or a pine tempranillo.
He raised my palate and I knew how to get nuances in the broths
that I had never appreciated without knowing. But really the plans of that man
went beyond to give me more confidence in myself in that world that I did
not know, He made decisions both in the collection of the grapes and in
carrying the winery and pampering what was kept in it to get some wines that
were unique. Later I would find out that his wish is that he joins
my life to that of Cris and that between us we take over the estate
and the family business. It was many times that we went to town together.
He wanted us to be seen together, for everyone to know who I
was. And, in fact, when we walked into the village bar and
introduced myself to someone, he referred to me as his son- in-
law, his daughter' s future husband. And not that it bothered me,
on the contrary, but Criss and I had never stopped to think about
bringing our lives together. In fact, we hadn' t even talked about
it and I don' t know if that was his wish, but that
man took care of me knowing. See As, Alfonso started by saying that
man. Cristina has already turned thirty- one and is on her way to
thirty- two. You' re fifty- two and my wife and I
would like a grandchild or several to run around the house and be able to
work as grandparents. With this I want to tell you that you have my
blessing to join or marry my daughter. That' s for you to decide.
But the most important thing is that I want you both to carry the
weight of the business and decide at all times, although I will stay in
the background and if you need advice I will gladly give it to you.
Her daughter and I have never talked about bringing our lives together and I don
' t know if it' s what she wants to fuck Alfonso or you
' re too blind, or you don' t see what' s beyond.
My daughter is madly in love with You. I' ve never seen
her like this and she talks about you all the time. If you saw
his happy face when the weekend comes, you' d know. That made
me think maybe I should see beyond. As her father told me, maybe
Cristina didn' t want to burden me and she was giving me time to
ask her. She didn' t object to us seeing each other as often
as they needed to. We always organized vacations together or getaways. In order
to be a frog, our discussions were practically zero. We didn' t
argue, although we did ever get angry, but a kiss or a caress
or a sense I love you made our angers not last longer than ten minutes
the relationship was idyllic. So what held me back from the fear of refusing
to say no, that our generational abyss would be an insurmountable obstacle to making
the most of the ridiculous in front of the woman who loved fear. That
was the word, a fear of troza that Cristina would reject me. But
I couldn' t go on like this. Every day I went by I
wanted more of her and she more of me would have to step in and
throw myself in the pool in fear that there would be no water. It
happened the day I decided to tell her that I needed to be with her
all the time that I was drowning without feeling her. By my side.
I chose that day because they gave me the new car I had bought for
both of them, a beautiful bolvo x 90 and why Cristina was very stressed
with the acquisition of a new winery owned by her top competitor. Cris wanted
me to get rid of my old car and buy one more modern, safer
and less contaminated. On Thursday afternoon I went to pick him up at the
concession and thought it would be a good idea to leave Friday morning and surprise
Cristina by presenting me without warning at her house and sharing that car she had
bought and inviting her to a relaxing weekend. That Friday I left a little
later than I had thought, but with plenty of time to get to lunch.
All the way I was rehearsing the right words to tell Cristina that I
wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I was nervous,
not nervous about what might happen and although the car had all kinds of comforts,
including air conditioning, my hands were sweating because of how restless I was
almost getting to the farm, I saw an impressive shock coming out of it.
When I came across that car, I could perfectly see Cristina with a
vertigo neckline and accompanied by a man of cano hair looking like a pimp living.
I immediately changed my mind and set out to follow them. They took
the main road and after a little more than half an hour we entered Toledo
Capital. All the way I was wondering if the view wouldn' t have
fooled me and it wouldn' t be Cristina, but another woman. Soon
I came out of doubt when they stopped at a very exclusive restaurant and the
parking lot opened the door of the escort and I saw Cristina come down.
The blood went or iced in my veins. She looked like a fancy whore.
That dress left her back in the air, she didn' t wear
a bra, and only the fabric of the dress covered her tits, which
were free to wobble without anything stopping her. But what left me more stunned
was how short the dress was that barely covered her ass and surely her panties
would look straight ahead, if they were worn by the man who grabbed Cristina
from the waist and both entered the restaurant. I stayed in the car trying
to digest what I had seen without believing it even shortly. I got off
and went into that establishment. I asked for a tonic and took a look
around the place. I saw them in a sort of secretive place where they
had some intimacy, but with a waiter only and exclusively for them. The
little I could see was devastating. To me, that man was like an
octopus. But the worst of all is that Cristina didn' t stop him
from groping where he wanted and how he could. I didn' t finish
my tonic, I went to the car and waited for them to get out.
Almost two hours later I saw how the valet brought that cochazo and Cristina
came out of the restaurant and the guy' s hand was no longer on
his waist, but he kneaded his ass brazenly lifting his dress in such a
way that he was teaching everything. They set up, started marching and arrived
at a hotel where they parked, got out of the car and entered in
well. I did have some doubt about this. Everything had been cleared up
while I was in Madrid working. She was supposed to have fun during the
week with her lover or lovers. The woman I loved was a slut and
of course, at that time, all the plans I had to throw away
them, including, of course, the game to count my life on hers.
Still, moved by curiosity. It wasn' t making them just have
a drink at the hotel bar. I approached and looked inside looking for them
Ilogically, there was no trace of them. I went to the reception and
a very kind young man attended me good afternoon. A moment ago a man
and a young redhead in a very scarce dress entered this establishment. I'
ll make it. Indeed, it is, sir. You could tell me
what room they' re in. We' re very sorry, sir,
but the hotel rules prevent us from giving that information. I took out the
wallet and put two fifty euro bills on the counter. The receptionist looked at
the bills and put his hand on them. I thought he was gonna take
them and give me that information, but he brought them back to me.
She really wants to see what they' re doing to that girl right now.
I know every person is a world, but if I were in his
skin. I wouldn' t want to see him. I' ve seen
a lot of horns in this hotel and the consequences of seeing it aren'
t pleasant. Listen to me and go home and if you want, you
' ll talk to her. But in privacy don' t mount a number
here that you do, let the Civil Guard come and take everyone to the
barracks. I weighed that young man' s words and he was right.
I said goodbye to him. Kindly rode into my brand new car and set
off for Madrid sad, sunken, depressed and moodless to do nothing. It
almost occurred to me to call Lola, that tempt she called me from time
to time to remove the cobwebs from her pussy. No one gets bitter with
a sweet and that wolf would be a good cure to forget me for a
while of chries and pay with the same coin. I searched the agenda for
his phone and day to call the few tones I heard his voice somewhat fatigued.
Alfonso Cielo, what a joy, how well you are I am pulling
you know and how you are doing very well, very happy with my new
life, to what I owe the honor of your call. I thought because
we' re not going to have dinner out there, you and me,
and then we' re going to your house or mine for a drink.
Oh, honey, I' m sorry, but I' m with you
now I understood your agitated breathing. I had caught her in the dust.
That made me even more depressed and I have no choice but to say goodbye
to her. I' m sorry if I interrupted you quietly.“ Nothing
good happens, as we see each other,” I said sadly,“
See you a kiss” I looked at my cell phone. I was tempted
to call Cristina and make a monumental fuss about what a whore she had been,
but instead I turned her off. I didn' t want to know
anything about her and I knew she' d call me that night. That
weekend was anodyne. I just kept something active on my new car. Both
Saturday and Sunday I went miles to get used to his driving. The week
began without joy and on Tuesday, shortly before closing, she entered the Cristina
store with the face of few friends, although when she saw mine, she
knew that something very serious was happening. You may know what' s wrong
with you, Alfonso, why you haven' t answered my calls or my
messages. I was so worried I thought something had happened to you. I
was going to blow up, call her everything and remember even her ancestors for
cheating on me, but again I surprised myself and only looked hard at her
without saying a word to her. I picked up how little I had to
pick up and closed the store with chries next to me, looking at me
without understanding anything that was going on. Alfonso, I know something very serious
happens, but if you don' t talk to me, I won'
t know what happens. I went to my house with Cristina walking behind me.
I knew that the attitude I was taking was childish and I had to
talk to her and feel my pain and anger at the deception I saw when
we got to my portal, she already told me very angry. Look,
Alfonso, I' m just asking you to have the deference to tell me
what' s going on, as I came fast and running because I was
so scared. I think you owe me and with your silence you won'
t get anything.“ Just piss me off even more,” he said,
raising the tone of his voice a little bit. Pass I indicated passing
through the entrance. I don' t want to be in the mouth of
the neighbors. Tomorrow I said dryly we went up in the elevator looking at
our eyes harshly. She was angry. I was going up the walls and
once at home and safe from indiscreet eyes and ears, he asked me again
what was happening. Alfonso. I know you' re cheating on me,
Cristina, that you' re not faithful and you' re sleeping with other
men. I pointed out the face of chris was totally hallucinating as if he
didn' t believe what he was hearing. I think you' re wrong,
though if you say it' s because of something you won' t
see. Last Friday I was so looking forward to seeing you be with you
that before noon I went to your village, but when I got to your
farm I saw a car coming out and inside that car you were going and
a man of cano hair and looks like a whore. Yes, I do
not deny it, I affirm with calm Christina, or I followed to Toledo
to a very exclusive restaurant. When I saw you get out of the car,
my blood was freezing in my veins. When I saw the dress by
calling it somehow you looked like, you seemed to say it clearly and without
fear. Alfonso looked like a whore, a slut. I don' t
deny it in the restaurant either, and even though you were in a booth,
I could appreciate how that slug would shake your hand and you wouldn'
t do anything to avoid it. And finally, I followed you to the
hotel where you got in.“ I imagine the day will end,”
she said with irony and annoyed at Cristina’ s tranquility. It all happened.
As you told me, I can' t deny you anything. Cristina
assured us. We were quiet for a few minutes. She kept looking at
me with a strange grimace of security and I was sinking more and more in
the face of her humiliation. There was sex. I asked stupidly, of
course there was sex, a lot of sex. Cristina admitted with a slight
smile. I was about to cry in front of her and I didn'
t want that. I didn' t want him to see me humiliated and
sunk. I needed to be alone and vent, so I got up and
said it with a trembling voice. Well, I said without looking at her.
Then I think there' s nothing more to talk about. It'
s all over here. I went to the door and Cristina followed me.
Before opening the door, Cris laid his hand so it wouldn' t open
and made me look at it before you send us to shit. Let me
show you something. What do you want to show me? I said tired.
Cristina looked for something in her purse and pulled out her cell phone.
He looked for something and called Lena. I' m Cris You' re
home I need something very important from you. Don' t fuck with me,
Lena, I' m not kidding. I need you like you don
' t have an idea. This is something personal and of vital importance.
It took me a while to get there when he finished talking. He looked
at me very seriously. I knew I was frustrated by something, but I
didn' t know why. Besides, it' s clear that we'
re done with our relationship. We' re leaving. Chris said where in
a moment you' ll find out and don' t ask any more questions.
“ Please,” Chris replied with a better dryness. I don'
t really want to talk to you either. I responded angry. The tension
between us felt in the environment and any higher word than another would jump.
Sparks didn' t understand his anger. The offended part was me. I
don' t know if it hurt any more that she discovered her infidelity or
that our relationship was over. Such was the little empathy that there was at
that time the null complicity between us that when he saw the new car he
just sat down and without me saying anything, he pointed me out to the
colony, the sight to the nervion street. I point you on the way
to that direction, the silence settled between us. We didn' t cross
a word until we got to the destination and took a command out of his
bag, we got into a sort of luxury urbanization and told me where to
park. We entered a three- storey building and climbed to the top floor.
When we go out to the landing full of marble all over the place.
Chris knocked at the doorbell and almost immediately opened a stunning tall black-
haired girl with huge blue eyes and a breathing body invited us in and she
and Chris greeted each other with a kiss. Chris looked at me with indifference
and addressed his friend Lena. This is Alfonso. Alfonso exclaimed that woman with
joy. The best- kept secret of Cristina, the invisible man, the
perfect lover, that of Helena, pussy that is not the oven for buns.
Cris cut very angry, damn well don' t get that way,
but what' s wrong with you, asked that confused girl Lena. I
just want you to tell Alfonso that we did last Friday do it like I
' m not here. Well said Helena, since I don' t think
Chris has told you about me, I' ll introduce myself to meet you.
My name is Helena, Lena, for friends. Chris and I have
known each other since we were kids. We' ve always been good friends,
although now I know you' re a little ashamed of me. That
' s not true. Cris said upset, quiet pretty girl that you'
re not here. Helena cut him off, as I was telling you,
we went, we are and we will always be good friends. Although she
chose her business career and I chose her as a luxury prostitute. I opened
my eyes like plates at the same time that a tingling in my crotch announced
that my cock would start to come alive before such a female. I looked
at Cris who remained serious and passive, and then I looked at Helena who
was looking at me funny at what we' re going to. Chris and
I have a friendship and apart from some sort of symbiosis. She has certain
businesses that require sex and she' s the hook and I' m the
executor' s hand businesses that require sex. I asked strangely if Alfonso,
for example, last Friday. Continuo, Lena, I think you' d
be aware that Cristina wanted to close the purchase of the orchard cellars. The
owner is the typical vividor, whore and vicious who put as a condition that
he would sign the contracts as long as he lies with him. Cris dressed
for the occasion in a dress I chose to make her drool. Yeah,
I know that dress. I was upset, Alfonso. When Chris and that
man came into the room, everything was ready. I showed myself to him
in a suggestive underwear. He drooled at me and came to me like a
bear in front of a jar of honey. Cris sounded his cell phone like
he got a call and apologizing left me alone with that man at the time
I went on stage and Cris disappeared. She went to another room where she
had normal clothes, changed and went home in my car at night had on
her table, her longed for signed contract and I six thousand euros in my
account and if I hadn' t signed, I asked honey. I'
m very good at mine. That has never happened, nor will it happen,
but in the hypothetical assumption that one day will happen. Then I'
ll retire. He said arrogantly. So, as you told me and what
I understood, Cristina, it wasn' t me with that man.“
It was all your montage to sign a contract and the one who fucked him
was you,” Lena exclaimed. I see you' ve picked it up
at first and how I know what you' ve told is true not something
agreed between you. Cris, you confessed yourself that there was sex, a
lot of sex, and I didn' t lie to you, but at
no time did I say go with me. Look, honey. Chris said,
I want to apologize for what you saw. I' m ashamed,
but all Lena has told is what happened, just as I ask you to
trust me never listen well, I would never think of doing that to you.
But if you' re still hesitating, I can get the hotel footage
so you can see it didn' t take me half an hour to leave
that establishment. It' s not necessary. I said something. Embarrassed by
the situation. For a few minutes there was an awkward silence between us.
Everyone was with their thoughts, although what he had told me, Lena seemed
something out of context and did not hold on. It' s strange that
Chris' s safety, his tranquility and, above all, his offering me
so much evidence to convince me that everything was true. It made me think
it all happened the way I was told. I noticed Crisa' s hand
grasping mine and intertwining her fingers with mine as she clenched confus strength. We
looked at each other and she smiled sweetly at me. Lena, we'
re gonna go, we' re gonna get up and Helena said goodbye to
us with affection. We got in the car and I took my way home,
although I didn' t know very well what I wanted to do,
Cristina, but soon it got me out of doubt. You let me spend
the night at your place, because of course Cris, no problem. I
recognize that the way back was more relaxed than the way back. There were
many looks between the two looks of affection and complicity. When we got home,
Cris pulled a little suitcase and a wallet out of his car and we
walked into my house. Cristina stood in the living room and called me next
to her. You still want to break up with us. Cris asked with
sadness. I' m so confused. Chris didn' t like what I
saw, but I don' t want to end it with us. Cristina
hugged me and kissed me until I ran out of air. When we split
up, he looked at me with love, he would give anything because you
hadn' t seen him. But there' s something I' m still
wondering what was so important that made you come over on Friday to look good
the first thing I showed you the car I bought for both of us.
It' s beautiful. I like my love very much, even if I
haven' t told you anything. And the second. The second thing.
The second thing is, I wanted to tell you that I can' t
stand being away from you, that my days are sad and eternal. If
you' re not by my side, I want to spend the rest of
my life with you. We haven' t talked about it, but I
' d like to marry you. Or that we' re a couple.
In fact, whatever you want but always be by your side. Cris'
eyes were filled with tears falling down his cheeks as he nodded his head,
his eyes could not hold that avalanche and he hugged me tightly, crying as
he said again and again yes yes, without my love. If I want
yes, I want that night we made love. We love each other in
a very special way and before we fall asleep hugged, feeling the warmth of
our bodies, we begin to make plans for the future. That week,
Cris stayed with me and worked from my house, remotely connecting to his computer.
Of course, we agreed that I would settle down at his ranch house
and start sharing our lives. I moved my plumbing business and the two boys
who worked with me stayed with him. I rented my house and at two
months I started an incredible life next to the most wonderful woman I' d
ever met. Right now we are one of the strongest wineries in the southern
part of Madrid. We have won an award for the quality of our wines
and it can be said that Chris and I live very but very well.
Of course, there was more sex business, but I refused to have my
wife participate in it. So we instructed Helena to take the negotiations from start
to finish and she does nothing wrong. In fact, it has already closed
several contracts that are generating good benefits, both for it and for us.
No. She keeps visiting us, but not so often. He' s
gonna turn thirteen now, he' s in high school and he' s
that difficult age that makes him want to spend no more time with us.
Others know and she also knows that when her grandmother dies she will come to
live at the estate and that with the money her father gave her she will
study wherever she wishes. For the moment, Chris has already let me fall
that he would like to be a mother and I am delighted to be able
to please her in everything that asks me who I am to deny anything to
the woman that I love end up here came today' s chapter until the next