When Abel suddenly comes back into Carolina's life, after years of being gone, he is shocked to see how much she's moved on with her life. Abel wants her back but things aren't as easy as they were before he left. Carolina's changed, she doesn't cra...
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3 MONTHS LATER:
Abel walks in and places his keys on the key rack, I sit there on the kitchen island watching him, pissed as shit. He turns around and spots me, jumping slightly, "What you doing up this late?" He asks curiously. I don't respond to him, though. I look at him with an emotionless face and cross my arms.
He makes his over to me, bending down, surrounding me with his arms on each of my sides, leaning in to give me a kiss on my lips only to get my cheek.
He kisses my cheek softly, not expecting to not get my lips. He chuckles before pulling away to see my face, "Okay." He said dragging out the 'O'. "What's bugging you?" He asks while looking at me casually.
"Where have you been?" I say bluntly.
"The studio." He responds in the same blunt tone.
"That's all? Just the studio?" I enquire with a shrug at the end.
Abel frowns and looks at me confused. "Where else would be this late at night?" He asks.
"I don't know. You tell me."
"Lina, what's this all about?"
"Don't act like you don't know." I say, starting to express my anger.
"Um, that's because I don't know."
I scoff at him while shaking my head, and then standing up. "Abel, it's three AM and you're telling me that you've been nowhere but the studio."
Abel crosses his arms. "Yes, Lina, I've only been at the studio." He looks in my eyes to make sure I understand his words.
"Funny you should say that, because you smell like cheap perfume. So who is she?"
Abel quickly groans. "I'm not doing this tonight Carolina. I'm just not." He says before walking away towards the bedroom, me right behind him.
"Why not?" I start to chastise him "Because I finally caught you?"
"I'm not doing this tonight." He repeats as he makes it into the bedroom.
"Who is she Abel, huh?" I say again. "Huh? Huh?!" I repeat until he stood up from the bed.
Abel rolls his eyes and ignores me as he bends down and takes his shoes off.
"Who is she?" I say one more time.
He blows out a heavy breath. "Who is who, Carolina?" He says already fed up by my actions. He rubs his temples as he speaks.
