UNEXPECTED MEETING WITH MY ENEMIES

Waiting to the side, Ana Santamarina had completely removed her makeup. Elegantly, holding a valuable violin in her hand, she stepped forward to face the Judges.

«Hello, Honorable Judges. My name is Ana Santamarina, and I am sixteen years old. "I come from the city of Granada, and I am here to play 'The Butterfly Lovers' for you."

Standing in position, Ana Santamarina began to execute the announced piece. She had learned to play the violin from an early age, and she was confident that her performance would impress the judges.

She loved watching Ana's performance. This was not the first time she had seen Ana Santamarina perform.

In her previous life, after her supposed biological father took her back to the Santamarina family, Ana Santamarina always treated her well, introducing her to fashion trends and glamour, in addition to taking her to her concerts and performances, introducing her as her beloved older sister.

Naively, Amaranta believed that Ana was a good younger sister.

Ironically, it was only when she was on the verge of dying that she realized how much she hated her "good little sister."

She hated Amaranta with such intensity that she wanted her to lose everything she had possessed: reputation, wealth, status, love… Everything.

She hated Amaranta so much that she devised a plan so that her son Álvaro would die in such a horrible way, that she was so heartless that she recorded the child's agony herself, without doing anything to save him from that horrible death.

Amaranta observes Ana Santamarina without appreciation or amazement for her talent. Instead, her eyes exuded calm, just like the tranquil stillness of the sea on a windless day, a tranquil image of gray skies and jade-green water.

Except, in the darkest depths of the ocean, impenetrable even by light, an intense hatred was gradually building up that would cause mass destruction, like a tsunami, when released by Mother Nature.

«Thank you, judges. "My performance is over."

The three judges reviewed Ana Santamarina's details in the documents before them, and the one sitting in the middle asked: "Miss Santamarina, her violin playing is of a professional standard. She must have started learning to play the violin when you were very young. Why would she want to apply for her admission to the film academy?

It was obvious that Ana Santamarina did not expect the inspectors to ask her that. Smiling sweetly, she responded: «Sir, Ana Sánchez is my idol. "I want to be able to play a character similar to the ones she plays, to be as famous as she is, to get important awards."

«Santamarina, for a professional actor, the national and international popularity that an actor like Ana Sánchez has enjoyed is extremely rare. For a long period of time after starting in this profession, most actors have to be extras in scenes or take on roles such as the maid, the bad guy, or an insignificant scene filler. For someone like you, who plays the violin at such a high level, you could very well follow the path of a professional violinist, you don't have to start as a fill-in actress.

A trace of confusion flashed in Ana Santamarina's eyes. She had assumed that her violin performance would definitely pave the way for her in the future, at the Motion Picture Academy, and make her accepted, as they would see her great talent and beauty. For you."

The three judges looked at each other, communicating with their eyes to each other, and finally excepted the suggestion.

However, because the judges had just experienced Amaranta Cid's exceptional acting skills, which were reminiscent of the teaching manual of professional actors, upon seeing Ana Santamarina's acting skills, they simply seemed stiff and stuffy, paling in comparison to those that Amaranta had previously done.

Amaranta had set the bar high, not only for Ana Santamarina, but for all of this year's hopefuls, so Ana Santamarina's performance naturally did not live up to the judges' expectations.

«That's it, No. 99 and No. 100, you have completed the preliminary interview. In three days, check the notice board at the front door for shortlisted applicants."

Amaranta Cid and Ana Santamarina left the classroom together. Ana looked at Amaranta, who had walked in front of her, her eyes shining with a faint flash of hatred.

When they went down the stairs, Ana pushed Amaranta down the steps.

Amaranta, having already been mentally prepared for this, simply jumped nimbly down the stairs. Saving herself from a resounding fall that would have caused serious injuries if she had not been prepared for this savage act against her.

On the other hand, Ana Santamarina, who had wanted to cause harm, lost a step and fell down the stairs.

Fortunately, with sun

Or three steps, the stairs were not that high, so a fall down the stairs would not cause any serious injury.

"Ouch…"

Ana Santamarina fell beyond the last step.

Standing to one side, Amaranta looked worried as she asked, in a sweet voice: "No. 100, what happened?

«I lost my balance and fell down the stairs. Can you help me please?

Ana looked at Amaranta with tears in her eyes. Without hesitation, Amaranta reached out and helped Ana to her feet.

"Thank you".

Amaranta supported Ana as they walked towards the main door of the film academy.

In the distance, not far from the main door, Amaranta Cid noticed that Óscar Roing was watching Ana Santamarina from the door, whom he was waiting for, when he saw her he wanted to run towards her, but the guards prevented his entry, stopping him at the door .

However, since the security guards refused to let him through, Óscar Roing had to wait until Amaranta Cid helped Ana Santamarina to the door before he could take care of Ana himself.

«Anita, what happened? Are you hurt, does something hurt?! » — As evidenced by the look in his eyes, Óscar Roing was genuinely worried about Ana Santamarina and did not even look at Amaranta.

When Ana saw Óscar, tears began to flow down her cheeks as she screamed: «Óscar Roing, my leg hurts! …»

Concerned, Óscar Roing bent down to inspect Ana Santamarina's injured ankle.

«Ana, I think you have injured your leg. "I'll take you to the hospital!"

"Alright". Ana leaned against Oscar's arm and said, "Oscar, what about her? …»

When Amaranta Cid heard him mentioning her, her self-defense mechanisms were activated, and she looked at Ana Santamarina with suspicion. What was she up to now? Was she planning to blame him for her downfall?

«Was it you who caused the injury? Let me warn you. You better pray that Ana is okay. Otherwise, I will sue you and take you to court!"

Óscar Roing had immediately caught the hint in Ana Santamarina's unfinished sentence, as he could not have done, if they were just like that, two daddy's sons, arrogant, rude and haughty.

At that moment, Amaranta suddenly understood the relationship between Ana and Óscar, how stupid she was in her other life that she didn't notice it, those two always loved each other.

«Look, sir. His girlfriend flipped because she was careless. Since she couldn't walk, I, out of pure kindness, helped her to the door. Despite that, do you want to sue me and take me to court? Do you think that just because I come from a small town that I don't know the law? If I knew that I would run into such poorly educated and ungrateful people, I would leave it lying there.

Tears streaming down Ana Santamarina's pretty face, she pulled Óscar Roing's hand and complained: «Óscar, you're wrong!

In one quick movement, Óscar scooped Ana up into her arms. He gave Amaranta, who was standing to the side, a fleeting glance before lowering his head to comfort Ana with a soft and melodious voice. — «Anita, does it hurt a lot? Don't be scared. "I'm going to take you to the hospital."

All that Oscar Roing cared about at that moment was Ana Santamarina's slightly swollen ankle. He hadn't even realized what kind of person Amaranta Cid was.

After taking a few steps away, he seemed to remember Amaranta and, standing about three meters away from her, he said without emotion: "I'm sorry."

Amaranta's heart sank to the lowest depths.

In her past life, she had always assumed that the reason Oscar Roing treated her so coldly was because she was not good enough for him.

It wasn't until now, after she removed herself from the situation and looked at it from a stranger's perspective, that she finally realized beyond a doubt in her mind that the reason he had treated her like that was not because it wasn't good enough…

It was because he wasn't in love with her.

He had done all those things to her in her past life because he wasn't in love with her, but why did he marry her back then? Her stepmother said that he slept with her, what really happened? Why did he do it in her bed?