I've only been in Serville for a week, but I've ready noticed and done so much. I've noticed that the people are way nicer than those in Madrid, and my teammates are also very welcoming. I've even start seeing a Therapist because I know I can't fix my problems on my own. I find myself seating everyday after training at this little cafe that overlooks the ocean drinking tea, and checking my emails for pictures of Rose from Chanel. Miguel actually sends some too sometimes, and once my hatred and jealous subsided for him I realized he wasn't a bad guy and that he only wanted the best for Chanel and Rose.
"Awww, that such a pretty baby girl" the waitress said. "Yes, thank you." She's my daughter." I said smiling feeling proud. "How old is she, what's her name?" She asked taking a seat in the chair across from me. "Her names Rose, and she's one." I said showing her some more pictures. "You know I haven't seen you here before except this week." She said like she was fishing for details, but I didn't really feel like getting into it. "Yeah, I just moved here for my job." I said vaguely. "Sorry, if I'm intruding." She said as I finished showing her the photos. "Oh no not at all, but won't your boss get mad?" I asked smirking. "No, I'm due for a five minute break." She said looking down at her watch "which is now over." She added laughing. "Well, it was good chatting with you (....) sorry I didn't catch your name?" I asked her as she started to put her apron back on. "I'm Amira Lopez, and you're?" She asked stretching out her hand. "I'm Frank Gareth." I said shaking her hand. "It was nice to meet you." She said walking off to continue her shift. After she left I sat there thinking I know I shouldn't of lied, but I wanted to give her a chance to get to know me before the off chance that she googled me, and found the person I used to be, and I just had to hope that she would understand. And I don't know why I cared about a girl I just met, but it was just something about her.
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