chapter 72

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Jorge's pov

*I am surprised that Martina wants to go out. I expected her to decide so three weeks later or more... this is an unexpected morning*

J: Right now?

M: Ye-yes

J: Well... if you wish so, but eat your breakfast and take medicine first.

M: Uhm

*Martina said with a smile and sat back at the table. Just when she took her pills, Mechi came*

Me: Hi

*Mercedes took the tray and was about to leave*

J: Mechi, can we talk?

Me: Sure

J: I will be right back Martina, okay?

M: Uhm

*I followed Mechi out as she looked at me curiously*

Me: So?

J: Martina wants to go out today

Me: Sure, I will give you the keys and when nobody is around-

J: No, right now.

Me: ...She wants to join people

J: Yeah. And I am not sure

Me: If she feels good, then she must be good

J: Four years and she only has you and me

Me: Believe her a bit. Now go, we've waisted too much time here talking

J: Thank you Mechi

Me: You're welcome Jorgito

*I hugged her quickly and returned to the room*

J: So, I guess we can go now

*Martina walked out of the room as it's nothing but then wasn't so sure. Doctors and patients were all over the hallway. Her eyes were full of fear, I could see a bit of regret she had, but there is no way out now*

J: Come

*I took her hand and lead her downstairs slowly. Martina was holding mine as tight as she could*

J: Believe yourself.

*I whispered quietly as we walked. Until we came to the gate*

J: Everything good?

M: Yes.

*We stepped out and decided to take a short walk. All their eyes were on Martina, which forced her to stop and look around scared. I squeezed her hand lightly, that made her turn at me*

J: I am here, don't worry

*We kept walking in silence*

J: We are on a half way of the park

M: Can we sit there for a while?

*We sat on the grass and she kept looking around, I kept looking at her*

M: I... I expected worse. Except that they kept looking at me, I feel... fine

J: They won't be looking at you like that after some more times we get out. You are new to them. They are you to you

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