Bad news

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Paula

I spend the last day of the year very uplifted and fear in my stomach. The Director General of Customs gave me some news that I don't like at all. He came to my house yesterday and after our antics, we were lying side by side. I feel that he is not on his plate. I could feel it during our part of legs in the air just now. He penetrated me and made violent movements inside me, as if he wanted to unload his soul in this act. So I ask him
"Leopold, what's wrong? Why did I feel that something happened to you earlier?"
"It's done Paula! I'm done!" He exclaims on the verge of tears.
"How is that screwed up, and then, what are you talking about? I questioned him lost. "How about you calm down and tell me what's wrong?" I said, turning to him attentively.
"My darling, the investigations initiated against my service a few months ago have been completed, and it is only a matter of time for my freedom to be called into question. Justice has pinned me down." He explains me all agitated.
"Why do you say that? It's just guesses, right?" I inquired anxiously.
"No. I have already been arrested by the judicial service and they have forbidden me to leave the country. And then, it is the big guys who are behind all this, they want to bring me down at all costs. They are going to lock up, I have no escape." He retorts, trying hard not to cry. My heart is pounding hearing that. I ask him with fear in my stomach.
"So what about me, in all of this, do I need to worry?" He looks at me for a moment then answers me clearly
"It's an investigation that has been launched against the customs and tax system in depth. They want to reform everything. And, barring a miracle, even if I don't believe it at all, all our little shenanigans that were done underneath will be brought to light. So it's only a matter of time before they stumble upon fraudulent activity, like yours." He told me, without wearing gangs to blur the truth.

Since yesterday Until today, sleep has fled from my eyes. I'm just thinking about everything he said to me. What will I do now? And if they want to take me to metal, could I bear to live in such a foul environment? And all the money I made, can they get their hands on it? It only needed that to give me the final blow, after all the blows I've already received lately. Even though Steve and the others stabbed me in the back, I was still very optimistic that everything would be fine, despite Leopold's fears regarding my activities. What bad luck ! I cursed, cursing, when my mother entered my room, without my knowing when.
"It's naughty to say rude words you know?!" She said sitting down next to me.
"To hell with them! I don't give a fuck!" I shouted angrily.
"Calm down my daughter! She said in a soft voice. What's wrong? Why are you so upset?" She asks me successively.
"Ah mum, I'm in trouble!"

I start crying and she hugs me. I cry a good shot then I break away from his embrace.
"Talk to me my daughter. I am your mother and as long as I am alive, I will always be there to listen to you and, if necessary, give you advice." She said in a soothing voice.

I launch into the story of what the Director of Customs told me yesterday, as well as his allusions to my activities, and she listens to me without losing a moment of attention.
"I'm screwed mom, I'm going to lose everything!" I exclaimed at the end of my story in tears.
"Calm down child! Are you sure you're in danger? Maybe these are just assumptions he made, and deep down you have nothing to worry about." She replies calmly.
"It's very serious mum! Justice is digging deep and it's only a matter of time before he reveals all the anomalies of the customs and tax system." I tried to explain, even more worried.
"If it's really serious, there is cause for concern." She said in half words. "And what solution do you have to this?" She asks me the question, who has the gift of getting me out of my gongs.
"What a stupid question mom!?" I thundered angrily. "Do you think if I had the solution to this problem I would be sitting here racking my brains?" I added crackingly.
"Calm down girl." She retorts, keeping her composure.

She observes a short pause and ends up telling me. "What if you sold everything and we ran away to another country?"
"Do you think that's a good idea?!" I asked in a small, thoughtful voice.
"Daughter, I can't confirm that, but you never know. You can't just sit here moping around waiting for us to pick you up for prison." she answers.
"I don't know mum. It's still risky. Which country could we go to? Besides, neither you nor I have our passports yet and currently they are out of stock. And even if we managed to get passports, the procedure for obtaining a visa can often be very perilous and long."
"So what are you going to do now?" She asks me the anxious question.
"I don't know mom. I'll think of an escape." I replied thoughtfully.

The year ends on a negative note for me. On New Year's Day, I spent the whole day in my room. I didn't even draw the curtains to let the light in, I preferred to stay in the dark all day. I've also turned off all my phones, so I don't have to talk to anyone, because right now I don't see who could get me out of this mess I'm in. I think of Steve, of our past life. You have to admit, even if I treated him badly, his presence by my side did me a lot of good. Now I regret all the dirty behavior I displayed towards him. Because then, I would not have to carry all alone this heavy load on my only shoulders. But now I'm alone, I chased him away by mistreating him. I despised him, I showed him that I was the one wearing the panties and that he was worthless in front of me. I have always made it clear to him that without me he is nothing. He always bowed to my decisions and whims. Even her greatest wish, which is to have children, I could not allow her to achieve. What kind of woman have I been? Yet I really loved him and I continue to love him. Funny way to show my love anyway. I think I took him so much for granted that the idea of ​​him getting fed up one day and leaving never crossed my mind. This is the reason why I messed up and ruined everything. I always thought Steve was too cowardly to part with me. Now he was fed up and left with the one who respected him. What if she gave him children? Not at all! Just imagining it makes me dizzy. A child would undeniably cement their relationship and then I would have no chance of ever getting it back. If I manage to get out of it after this ordeal, I will swallow my pride and I will go see him so that he accepts that we start from scratch. I really don't want to lose my husband. I will do everything so that we reconcile and that everything goes back to how it was. It was with these thoughts that I spent New Year's Day. The following days, I stayed at home, with the same broken spirit. I refused any meeting with my clients. I was in a foul mood all week. A week later, the General Director of Customs, as well as some senior government officials, were charged, much to my chagrin. Major reforms of the tax service and customs have been announced by the new bosses. The more time passed, the more the news was not good at all and the noose tightened around me. I anxiously awaited my fate, like the last day of a condemned man.