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He tsk, but he’s a doctor and saves lives. He has a very important position, and I shouldn’t belittle it. But for some reason, the mention of Belén’s name annoys me.

It hits me like a bolt of light.

“How did you …”

“Abuela told us. Besides, it was kinda obvious at the wedding that you didn’t marry the ice queen. I think it’s better anyway. Leticia is exactly what you need.”

Why is it that he says the same thing that Abuela said to me? Why do they think that? I don’t get it.

“Anyway, that’s not the real reason I called you. Abuela has everything under control. She’s the second major shareholder. I called to tell you something else.”

I decide to sit at the terrace. His tone has changed from lighthearted to serious. This can only mean one thing. It’s bad news.

“Are you sitting down?”

“¿Qué?2” I bark with annoyance.

“Jorge is back!”

It’s as if a piercing pain enters my ear at the mention of my brother. It spreads in my head, the words Lucas just spoke ringing in my ear. I nearly drop the phone. Abuela had told me so many times that our brother wasn’t dead, that she would know if he was. Not that I didn’t believe her. I just wanted him to stay wherever he was, even if it was beyond the grave.

Lucas continues to talk, as I find myself speechless.

“He’s alive. He had a skiing accident in Andorra, then fell down some cliff, and some family took him in. He lost his memory.”

“For six years?”

¡Joder!

How does someone just lose their memory like that and then come back without anything triggering it.

“So, like a dog, he was found, and someone brought him back home?”

“No. He came home himself. He said now he remembers who he is, and Abuela says when you get back, we’ll all sit and discuss the next steps.”

“We?”

“Yeah, she’s even dragging me into it. I have a dozen shifts at the hospital that I’m struggling to fill and trying to get someone to take my place. And the charity needs my support too.”

I support him as much as I can. I even took a couple of terminally ill kids to a football match on the jet. Just seeing their eyes light up made my week. He said helping others would make me feel whole. It’s one thing someone telling you and another witnessing it for yourself.

“When I secure this deal, then I’ll help out more. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“I know,hermano3. Anyway, Diego. I wanted to be the one to tell you the news.”

Again, I find myself unable to speak and in dire need of a shot or a run, or even the pair of them. A concerned brother would be asking where he had been and if he was all right, but I’m not going to pretend to be something I’m not.

We’re not talking, because if that’s all he called me to say then he said his piece and there’s nothing more to say on the subject.

“I’m going to catch some sleep before I head back to the hospital.Darla dos besos de mi parte.4”

I get touchy as he assumes that Leticia and I are close. I hate the idea of him knowing me too well.

“Why should I give her two kisses? What’s that supposed to mean? If you keep on like this when football season starts I’ll be on the jet to watch the matches in the VIP section without you,” I say in my defense.

“Chill, Diego. Just say hi to her for me, if giving her kisses is too much for you. You don’t have to pretend you’re not enjoying her company. There’s no way that no one can’t enjoy her company. Anyway, I’m gone. Chao!”

Then he hangs up.

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