Living with a lifestealer

A week in Paris

One week passed , it's was the most beautiful week in my life , i spend the days walking on the streets of Paris with Roberto and collecting lots of beautiful memories

I never though that this part of my to do list will happen , kissing my boyfriend in front of the Effeil Tour and under the moonlight , it is like a childhood dream of mine

Everything felt perfect for the first time in my life , no overthinking or nightmares at night when i am around his arms and i feel like a bird ready to fly

It's 6 pm , it's our last night in Paris before he returns home , there are some work that were left unfinished so i brought my computer and set on the shair of my bedroom hotel

Roberto was taking a chower and told me after wearing his clothes that he's going to come later

He entred my room and began to prepare the dinner for us and put little candles in the table to create a wonderful '' Ambiance ''

He invited me to dinner :

- Come on , get away from work for a moment and focus on me , aren't you gonna miss me ?! ( asking me with a cute smile )

- Of course i will miss your cute face , let's go eat !

We were talking about books and bestsellers so i remembered the book that Celia gave me and i brought it to show him because he was curious

He said he knew the book , his friend read this book before and maybe you can ask him in person he said because it's not easy to inderstand it , it's full of clues

We tried to call him , he picked up he was kind to take the time and explains to us the topic of the book :

- Few people read it but it's was so intressting for me , it's about learning how to speak the language of love without any one noticing , back in the time there were two lovers , their families hated each other a lot and the two of them decided to send letters to each others without anyone noticing and the two of them read this book to learn how to contact one another without saying obvious words , they were madlly in love that they were looking for any chance to meet together under the tree secretly , the tree still exists and it's getting biger and biger through the years , there names are still written in the same spot , there is a poem that the boy wrote after his lover died and it's famous you can find it all over the internet it is called Two worlds apart

- Do you have any idea how this girl died ( asking his Friend Junpa )

- No one knew !

I understood something that day , there is a possibility that Elina has a secret boyfriend and she was planning to escape with him from the begining

I don't know why i never thought of it like this , i am so glad that we found someone who can help as with the book

We continued the night together , i turned off the lights and put my favorite romantic music of all time

We were dancing in the dark , my hands were on his shoulder and we were slow dancing

The night went epic , we were looking at the Eiffel Tour from the window from far away

Everything was magical like in a movie !

Roberto went to bed early and i stayed up , looking for that poem that his friend told us about , the poem starts with :

We are two worlds apart

But we still feel each others heart

We are two worlds apart

But we still imagine each others at night

We are two worlds apart

But we sucesseded to finish each others sentence

We are two worlds apart

But we were dealling with the same sadness

We are two worlds apart

But we shared the same joy

like we never been apart

Wow , it's so beautiful that's the first idea that came to my mind

Then i started to have some crazy thoughts could Elina and her secret boyfriend be in the same position , they are not from the same area or the same life and that's why they decided to hide their relationship

My head started to hurt , maybe i should of gone to sleep early

It's already tomorow , i said goodbye to Roberto and i returned to the hotel to prepare myself for the first episode of the show '' Les 4 vérité '' where i am going to talk about the murders that are comitted in Madrid but stay untold