Passage 2 ~ Amelia

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Key : |
Italic = Italian |
Bold = Korean |
Body = English/narration |
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"Miss Mendez, your father has requested to meet you."

As much as I love my personal driver Luca, I still despise it when he uses my fake surname. Even though we were in public, the café I was sitting at was almost empty, so there was no need to pretend.

After paying, I rise and follow him inside the black SUV.

"I just came back to Italy, and he's already on my case." I grumble. Luca is only a few months older than me, so unlike my father's other workers, we had a rather casual relationship (at least when my father wasn't around to intervene).

"Miss Mendez, he probably just missed you." That name comes up again.

"You can stop calling me that, It's just the two of us."

"Of course, Miss Di Marco," he replies.

That, too, does not feel right. "Mr Rodrigo, when did you become so formal?" I question.

"Since you left without giving us any notice. You got us all worried. I spent two weeks searching for you without asking your father, only to uncover that you had gone on vacation. So, how did Korea go for you, Miss Di Marco?" He ends his tirade by emphasising my name.

"Aww, Luca was worried for me," I remarked.

"I've missed you as well, comrade, but don't worry about me; I'll be fine. And, to answer your question, Korea was incredible," I say to irritate him. However, he simply rolls his eyes and states, "We're here."









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