Tragic Unlove Story

Chapter Twenty-Three

My father built a hotel with literally everything that will make tourists never leave his hotel for anything beside to tour around the country.

There is a boutique my father built in the hotel with designer clothings and it's very own seamstress for few touch ups on anything.

Entering the boutique, I immediately rushed to the female's section and chose a white one shoulder long sleeve jumpsuit then went to the male's section finding Michele in a black short sleeve shirt that hugs his upper muscles with gray slacks.

"That's one wish, what's the other?"

Michele rubbed his jaw and said "I wish to see a live opera."

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We changed and dressed appropriately for the opera I last minute booked us.

I wore a red long cream dress with thin straps and Michele chose an entire black 3 piece suit.

I drove to the opera we went to the 'La Traviata'.

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When the red curtains closed, I heard sniffles from beside me.

Michele is having a full crying session.

I laughed and he glared at me.

"What?" he try snapping but his voice broke.

"You can't tell me you didn't feel that pain."

He stated.

"I did but I didn't know you for a crier."

"Shut up", he grumbled.

"Let's go" I said.

We went out but I tripped on my dress and heals but Michele caught me.

Before I can thank him, he rushed out, "I have my last wish."

"Shoot"

"I wish for you to kiss me."