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HOLY SHIT 1K VIEWS WTF I JUST STARTED THIS BOOK, also most of the characters probably won't really matter in this story. -choisanitary_

Waking up in the morning, thinking about so many things. I just wish things would get better.

I showered and got changed. I headed downstairs to see mamá being 'normal' again, there were still bruises on her face so today I planned to go get her treated.

I was about to sit down at the dining table when papá placed a hand on my shoulder.

I turned to him and he handed me a package.

"Mrs Lopez asked for a bag of cookies to be delivered."

I nodded and grabbed the bag.

Before I headed out, I walked over to Maria.

"Take mom to see Dõna Julieta but be careful okay? I'll be back as soon as possible." I reassured.

"You too." She smiled.

Wearing a mask, I headed towards Mrs Lopez's house.

'Where is it... where is it... ah! There!' I walked over to a normal sized house with a blue roof and brown door.

I took a deep breath in before knocking on the door.

The door opened and there stood a young man about my age with light skin and blonde hair opened the door.

His eyes widened a bit before it softened.

"Hello, how may I help you?" He asked.

'Interacting with strangers, one thing I hate the most.'

"Uh... Is Mrs Lopez here?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yea, she's my mom. Let me call her."

He shut the door.

I waited a few seconds before the door opened, revealing a tanned woman with blonde hair.

"Ah! Y/N Fernandez am I right? You must be here to deliver the pastries I ordered." She smiled.

I nodded.

"Have you eaten breakfast yet?" She questioned.

"Oh, not yet." I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Come on in then, I was just preparing breakfast!" She said.

I shook my head. "No worries Mrs Lopez! I was only here to deliver your order."

"Well, your parents must be worrying about you, go on then. But come visit some time." She smiled.

"Sure."

-??? POV-

Mamá shut the door.

"Mamá who was that?" I asked.

"That's Y/N, he works at the pastry shop nearby. Oh! Isn't this the cookies you asked me to buy?" She opened the paper bag and inside was many Dulce de Leche cookies.

I took one out and munched on it, humming in delight.

"Emerson! Don't eat all of the cookies!" Mamá rolled her eyes.

I cheekily smiled. "Sorry mamá."

'Y/N Fernandez, so that's 'Mr Pretty boy's' name...'

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