Chapter 55

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Jorges pov
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~martina went to the supermarket. I wanted to join her. But I had to stay home. Why? She want to do it on her own. If I'm okay with it? No. I hope she is okay. I can't keep my eyes on her or look after her. The feeling? Horrible

"Jorge?"

"Martina?"

~The door opens. It is her. She walks to me with a few bags

"Please help me a little" she sighs

"Eh yes shure"

~i grab 3 bags and place them on the table

"And?"

"What and?" She asks

"How was your little trip?" I mocked

"Ah. Fine. Why?"

"Just worried" I shuckle

"You was worried about me?"

~she grins to me. And see that sneeky annoying smile on her face

"Yes just a little" I mumbled

"Ahw. You're sweet" she replied

"Yeah right"

~I sigh while I look at the bags

"Come here then babe"

~She walks closer to me with open arms. And embraced me.

"You don't have to be in a shame because of me"

"I'm just worried" I mocked

"I know you do"

~she smiles to me. And kissed me what makes me feel more comfident

"I love you" she whispers

"Love you too" i replied and kiss her once more

"Can you do the bags?" She asks

"Eh yeah shure" i mumbled

"Great. I'm in the bedroom if you need me"

~she walks upstairs on her way to our bedroom. While I start with the bags. I hear her singing. "Dress you up" from Madonna. It reminds me about the time that I was dating Stephie. It was pretty amazing. But everything has an end and a begin. But I hope. That this never will stop

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