As soon as he told me that I was frozen. The atmosphere changed, everything around us stopped caring. We only mattered him and me.

A part of me said to insist, to leave my pride and be happy. But another part told me that I should not lower myself to a man and beg him, there I would already be forgetting my principles. I'm too proud, I'm not one of those who will beg you. I'm sorry but my pride is stronger.

"Good" I nodded with tears in my eyes. "If you want to, I will.

"Won't you say anything?" He asked.

-What do you want me to say? Bairon please, don't leave me, stay with me, I'll give up my dreams for you- Ironically- I'm not one of those Bairon, I won't beg you. I'll collect my things.

-You can stay if you have nowhere to go.

-Do not worry. I have an apartment in the center- I climbed the stairs and went into the room.

He wanted to cry, to scream. But no. I will never cry for a man and I will never let him see me cry.

I grabbed my bags and packed my things. The ones that were mine, leave everything Bairon bought me. Before leaving I looked into the room.

The memories invaded me. I remember the first time I walked in, when Bairon told me he would sleep with him, the first time we slept together and he hugged me, every morning he woke me up, the low-cut and short nightgowns, the first time we were together, MY first time, the times that we merge in love and passion, the night of the wedding. Knowing that now all that is over and that perhaps someone else will use it.

I left the room and went down to the kitchen. Memories and more memories: The times he kissed me before going to the company, the first kiss he gave me, the last time we made love, The time I confessed that I loved him and so did he. To think that I was here for three months, and that these three months were the best of my entire existence.

I went into the living room and there was Bairon, staring at me blankly, like when we first met. The first time I saw him, when I thought that an old man bought me, but, actually it was this handsome young businessman. When he was serious and hardly spoke to me. When it all started ...

They made me want to cry, he was already crying. Before the waterfalls break loose, I reacted. I grabbed Ashley and before I left the house Bairon interrupted me.

-I know that now what happened will seem like a mistake. All this will seem to you that it should never have existed, but it does not.

-I know. It is not an error. You were not a mistake- I whispered knowing that he was listening to me.- I couldn't call something a mistake that made me smile so many times and made me have such good times.

-I accompany you- He said when I thought he would apologize.

He grabbed my bags and rushed them to the taxi he ordered. He was kicking me out. No one would have an idea how much that hurt.

No Shy, to get up, put your chest out, walk with your forehead high and not let the tears come from your eyes. You will be able to.

I walked to where the taxi was with Bairon. I went up but before closing the door I saw it. That Bairon who seemed so weak and made me want to jump into his arms and hug him.

Do it! Nobody stops you.

-Goodbye Bairon. See you never- I closed the door of the taxi and the driver started.

The last thing I saw was Bairon outside the house and that mansion that had given me so many happy moments. The last thing I saw was how that was left behind.