Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨
Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her...
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Camilla Martinez 📍St.Joseph's Hospital and Medical Center 1:23 p.m.
My co worker is beaming with excitement as I approach the front desk. I furrow my eyebrows approaching the area.
My hands in the pockets of my scrubs. The realization for the excitement that's surrounding the area hits me when I see the display.
Without even being told I know who sent it, I immediately feel my heart sink. I force a smile but deep down inside I feel like screaming.
Why the hell Jordan a try mash up me life?! Luke is literally going to be here any minute!
I'm handed the card that comes with it all, I don't even read it. I don't get a chance to as the doors to the elevator open and through it steps my man.
Guilt immediately engulfs me, I quickly hide the card in my hand bag. Before I can say anything the ladies are throwing compliments at him for getting me all these flowers.
A look of confusion passes over his face before he catches wind of the display set up for me.
He stares at it before looking at me. I look down feeling like shit, he approaches me.
Everyone's eyes on us, they aren't blatantly staring but I can feel their eyes. In an effort to save face and not further humiliate him I tip up a little and kiss his lips.
His eyes focus on mine, he's angry mine are pleading with him for understanding.
I whisper to him, "Let me explain..please." He stares back at me. He doesn't utter a single word to me in English.
He hands me the bag with my lunch inside that we were to be having together to makeup for our argument and talk it out.
"Será mejor que tengas una buena explicación para esto Camilla. ¿Quién carajo te envió esto?"
You better have a good explanation for this Camilla. Who the fuck sent you this?
"No lo se nena.." I lie, I don't know babe.
His stare intensifies, "Ah no lo sabes?" His tone sarcastic.
He chuckles but it's humorless. It makes me nervous.
"Será mejor que lo averigües cuando estés en casa." His tone grave, the hair on my skin sticks up.
