Chapter 43

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(One Week Later)
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Martina's pov
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~i keep making circles around the table. Where the hell can Peter be? He haven't talk or text me the last 8 Weeks. Jorge went to the supermarket. And I? I am still here in our hotelroom. Still no house. Haven't talk with my mother at all. And gosh look at me. My stromach is huge. My boobs look like hanging bags. My legs are fat. It is just horrible.

??:Open the door please

~i hear a voice. One I know. So I open the door. But there is no one to be seen. I look around myself. "Nope" i turn my back but than I feel a hand on my back.

"Even not a hello back?"

~i turn around. And see Peter. My heart just missed one beat. No way. He's here

Martina:Peter

Peter:Long time ago nah?

Martina:Where the hell have you been?!

Peter:Ho Ho, Chill. I just needed some time

Martina:Why?

Peter:I knew that Jorge has screw it up with you

Martina:H-how? *i ask confused

Peter:You can't lie to me. I know you. And look at yourself now

Martina:"I"

Peter:You're pregnant. Of-

Martina:Him

Peter:Yeah. And that's why I was gone

Martina:You could text me. I was scared Peter. You don't know how much I needed you

Peter:But now you have him

Martina:Jorge? *i ask

Peter:Yes, he's a single man. Soon the parent of your kid.

Martina:So?

Peter:I think you two should try it together

Martina:But what about us?

*i walk closer to him and grab his hands*

Peter:What we had, Is lost weeks ago

Martina:I'm so sorry *i whisper

Peter:Me too martina, me too

~he raised my chin up. And kissed me for a view seconds. I let my tears drop from my cheecks when he left the room. This wasn't just a kiss.
This was a "good bye kiss"

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