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𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚,

𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖,

𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖,

𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑.

𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

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HER head pounded causing her to groan.

She put her hands on her eyes and rubbed them.

She stretched out feeling much more relaxed.

She opened her eyes slowly seeing she was in another room.

She slowly got up and looked around. To her left was a little sitting area with a large window behind. She turned her back to see a brick wall.

She rubbed her eyes again and got out of bed.

She went to the bathroom and saw her toiletries there. She did her morning routine and got out of the room.

She still felt lost in the villa but found her way toward the kitchen.

"Good morning, miss," One of the maids greeted.

"Morning," Violeta shyly greeted back.

"Mr.Bezos is out on the patio. Would you like me to escort you?" The maid asked.

Violeta nodded.

They both went out of the patio. Violeta saw Marcelo reading the paper. He wore a dark brown shirt with black pants and black shoes. He had some rings and a necklace.

"What would like for breakfast?" The maid asked Violeta.

"I'll have whatever you cooked," Violeta said.

The maid nodded and scurried off.

Violeta grabbed a glass and poured some orange juice.

She was confused why Marcelo wasn't saying anything.

"Did you sleep well?" Marcelo asked.

Violeta looked up but saw that Marcelo wasn't looking at her.

"Yes, I did," Violeta nodded.

She cleared her throat and looked out at the backyard.

She was so used to Marcelo's stares and his talking.

"Here's your breakfast. Do you need anything else?" The maid put down Violeta's breakfast.

"No, thank you," Violeta politely said with a smile.