chapter 35

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Martina

*The days passed by and I started losing control over everything. I've been trained to be steady but this was going far beyond my limits. Both, job in the café and the real job I was supposed to do weren't successful, which could be seen on my face.*

P: Martina, are you alright?

*I turned in surprise that he talked to me. He was worried*

M: ...no, I am not. I am under pressure

P: What pressure? It's never that bad in here. Or is it because of our fight?

M: No, not at all. But I feel bad for our fight though.

P: I... I want to... apologise for being rude. But I had my reasons. Because I like you in a way that you don't

M: I love you as a friend Pepe. And I can't change it. I felt terrible knowing that you are mad at me.

P: I promise that I will try to be a good friend if you promise too

M: Me too my friend.

*He smiled at me and thought about a hug before leaving.*

Jorge

*I've been tracking Emma for a few days now and nothing had quite convinced me that she is not a spy. I was walking behind her on her way to the mall. Suddenly, she walked faster. So I did too. With every step, she was fastening up but I was faster*

E: What do you want from me?

*She turned and yelled at me. I dragged her to a quieter place, making sure she wouldn't be able ro run away.*

J: I know what you do

E: What do I do?!

J: Tell me, who hired you? Or you work on your own?

E: I don't know what you're-

J: No no no, I got a better question. What do you want? You want the same things as we do at the same time? Or it's for fun?

E: Jorge please I don't know-

J: Listen sweetie, you know about us so you probably also know what I'm capable of.

*She was shaking and really scared. What kind of an agent is she?*

??: Hey!

*Nicolas' voice was heard on the other side. Ruggero and Diego ran to the place too after a minute. When Emma saw Nico, she ran towards him in tears, leaving me there angry and confused*

N: What have you done to her?

J: No, I didn't hit her. Not even a little bit

N: Let's go Emma. He was just joking. That's the typical Jorge

*They left and Rugge went closer with a hand on his forehead*

R: She is not the agent!

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