Chapter 51: La Sorpresa

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Camila

I'm wondering what Erick has planned for tonight. I want to get things off of my mind and this is perfect.

I curl my hair with my wand into loose curls and lightly do my makeup. I just apply mascara, light pink matte lipstick, and some blush. After doing my makeup I change into my outfit. It's 5:30, I should get going now.

 It's 5:30, I should get going now

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"I won't be back in a while." I let Emily know as I'm headed towards the door.

"Damn, you got all cute for Erick." She teases.

"Bitch, I'm always cute." I playfully roll my eyes.

"Diviértete en tu cita con Erick." She says and I leave to my car. It finally hits me, I'm basically going on a date with Erick.

In twenty minutes, I arrive at Erick's house. As I'm standing in his front door, I slightly feel nervous. I ring his doorbell and wait.

"Camila, llegaste." Erick opens the door with the brightest smile on his face. He gives me the biggest hug and I gladly hug him back tightly.

"¿Como no iba a venir?"

"Te ves bellísima, bueno todo el tiempo te ves bella." He looks at me. He's wearing a simple blue button-up shirt with jeans.

"Gracias, guapo." I gently smile at him. "¿Que tienes planeado?"

"Vamos para el patio," I reaches for my hand. "Pero como es una sorpresa, vas a tener que cerrar los ojos."

Erick stands behind me and places his hands over my eyes. Since my eyes are closed and he's behind me, I have no idea where to go. He lightly moves me on where to go and I walk slowly, afraid of falling.

"Yo te estoy cuidando." He says to me while guiding me.

This reminds me of the time in Puerto Rico when Zabdiel blind-folded me while he drove to the place he was taking me, which was a surprise. Camila, ya deja de pensar en ese maldito infeliz que solo te hace sufrir.

"¿Estas lista?" Erick asks me as we're outside. I nod and he takes his hands off allowing me to see.

Under the backyard roof he has his usual table that's always there but nicely decorated with flowers and candles.

"¡Erick, que lindo!" I caress his cheek.

"La cena nos espera." He says and holds my hand as he takes me to the table. He pulls out the chair and I sit and after he takes a seat as well. This feels like a movie, honestly. Que romántico salió Erick.

"Gracias por tomar tu tiempo en hacer esto, te salió súper bien." I tell him. I'm so thankful and grateful for this, he didn't have to do this.

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