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chapter 47

Jorge's pov

*On my way home, I was thinking about Martina. She'd been acting strange today. She worked and listened to me but from time to time, she kept away, holding Mariana tight. There is something going on with her. As I arrived home, I took a shower, changed clothes and looked at the clock. Ten to six. I better go or I'll be late. After a while of driving, I arrived at the bar and entered. I sat at the bar and waited for Stephie, who appeared at the door not long after. I waved at her, she saw me and walked towards.*

S: Hi Jorge

J: Hi

*She sat next to me and the bartender came*

B: So, you've decided yet?

S: I'll have one martini please

B: Okay, mister?

J: I'll go with water

S: Water? Come on Jorge, don't be silly.

*She leaned towards the man's ear and whispered something to him. I just sat there confused*

B: Alright

*The man left and Stephie gave me a smile*

J: But I'm driving

S: And? A bit won't kill you.

*The bartender brought us the drinks and I looked at mine. Gin with tonic...*

S: Cheers

*She said and took a sip of her drink*

S: Come on Jorge, just a little bit

*This little glass won't kill me. I drank it.*

So... you disappeared in the middle of your party. You must have had a reason

J: Yeah, I am sorry, I left you waiting

S: That doesn't matter, we are here now but why did you leave?

J: I didn't like it there

S: Where did you hide yourself? You couldn't be home, your father was looking for you there too.

J: I was... at my friend's.

S: Why wasn't that friend at your party?

J: She couldn't go

S: Aha... she couldn't go... she is your best friend?

J: Huh, why are you asking me?

S: No, nothing. Mister bartender, one more for him please

J: Stephie I don't want-

S: Just one more.

*We started talking and kept drinking more and more*