In search of my truth

Foreword:

I remember everything as if it had been yesterday, I remember when I was just a girl, I came back from school excited to tell my mother how it went, my dad works too much, so I always thought about not bothering him too much, although he always gave himself a little time of his busy work for me, giving me that smile for my achievements.

Then there was my grandmother, every day in the afternoon she would come by the house to take me to the park to play, we would buy ice cream and eat together. Grandma always told me stories about grandpa, the truth is I couldn't know him because before I was born he died of a cardiac arrest, my grandmother misses him too much... She always tells me that when I have that smile I have his eyes, light blue like the sky

I was never unhappy, I always had my family, they always supported me, they always accompanied me to my volleyball games, the truth is that I never needed them.

But all that changed, when the years passed, when I was 17 years old, for the first time I faced them...

"Did they really think I'd never find out?" What did you think would always be in that golden cradle?—The blue-eyed woman was burning with flames of anger, with her hands resting on that carob table with some papers on it. —They should not always be sure of what they have if they know that at some point they may lose it —

"Honey... Calm down first, okay?" Sit down and we can talk about this as a family." The short-haired lady had stood up from her seat to delicately grab her blue-eyed's arms, but the brunette didn't let go of her brusque touch.

"Don't even touch me, you don't know how I feel, you only care that things turn out the way you like and if not, just run away!" He held back the ocean that accumulated in his eyes.

"You don't talk to your mother that way, Isabella." Her cold voice sounded in that room, so cold that even the blue-eyed girl got goosebumps.

The blue-eyed grandmother gets up from her seat as best she can, with short steps she approaches him and whispers close to his ear...

"Look for your truth, my little one..." He caresses her cheek, which had already fallen a couple of tears.

When he said that, the brunette gave him a kiss on the forehead and smiled at him...

"Thank you...grandma." Saying that, the blue-eyed girl didn't hesitate and ran away.

"Isabela!" The chestnut's parents yelled at her but she no longer looked back, but what she was waiting for.

His truth.