The Fruit Of Love

the truth

Mariana's POV:

I was heading to my art room where my papaw place all my paintings and also to do there my paintings.

By the way Lolo Fredi is also a painter and he's a famous painter, We have the same interests. I love painting it makes my day calm.

I open the door and I was amazed to see my paintings hanging on the wall and some of them was just in the floor and i was more surprised bcs I have a lots of art supplies.

I'm just smiling the entire time looking at my art room. I suddenly missed my art room in Spain.

I walk around to see a painting of my a man.

I suddenly remembered, I painted him, I smiled and get the painting and wiped the dust.

Butterflies in my stomach!!! I was really kilig when I saw his face smiling.

His falling smile!!!! I cannot!!!

After looking at my art room I head out and went to my room.

While I was walking in the hallway I heard some noises in the living room, maybe it's them.

I sat on my bed and trying to figured out what to do.

After thinking some things to do i decided to walk in the beach.

I grabbed my cardigan, bcs I know it's cold out there and I might have cold.

I went downstairs to see my brothers and cousins together with the Marcos siblings, I looked at them and noticed that sandro is not there.

"Where's sandro?" I aske them.

"He said he'll go to the bathroom daw" Kuya Marco said and I just nodded and response.

I continue to walk and reach the beach and saw some sun loungers.

As I slowly walk towards the seashore I saw a man sitting on the sand.

It's none other than sandro.

I walked towards him and sit beside him.