I went over to Garza's house tell my family the good news.
" Cariño, estoy muy orgulloso de ti."
My mother said.
Translate: Sweatheart, I'm so proud of you" hola chica, solo recuerda, una vez que realmente salgas, la gente hablará y no puedes hacer una mierda al respecto."
Garza said as she flipped her eggs.Translate: hey cutie, just remember, ounce you really get out there, people will talk and you can't do shit about it.
After a long conversation with my family I drove over to the studio get the feel of everything and meet my producers.
I walked in the building to be greeted with 3 smiling faces.
" Hi I'm Maria your main producer, and this is Greg and Lidia. We are all very excited to be working with you."
In that moment I knew this was going to be a great experience.
After 4 hours in the studio, I was on my way home when I got a text from Trent.
Hey baby. When you get home I want you to put on your finest dress and shoes and meet me around the block.😘
I did exactly that.I walked around the block and saw a limo waiting for me, with the man I wanted to marry in that moment standing next to it with a red rose.
" You did this for me?" I said in disbelief.
" There is nothing that will ruin this night." Trent said with the sexiest smile.
" Where are we going?" I asked stepping into the limo.
" Don't worry about it."
The limo stopped. Trent guided me out and walked me to a restaurant.
We stepped in side it was a very expensive looking place it was packed.
The server guided us to a romantic, quiet corner in the restaurant.
Trent stayed standing," excuse me while I freshen up."
I noticed a really pretty girl looking at me.As I opened the menu the girl approached me.
" Excuse me but is that your boyfriend."
She said with a pretty British accent.
" Yeah he is." I replied
She paused for a moment," I'm sorry to say this but he is my boyfriend. We have been dating for 6 weeks. I'm so sorry if I had known I wouldn't have bothered with him. I hope there is no hard feelings, I'm just as hurt as you are."
" Thank you, uh.." before I could finish my sentence Trent walked out.
" Um what's going on?" He asked nervously
I looked at the girl, and she looked at me. " May I?" I asked
Knowing I was about to tell the boy off she said " Go ahead girl," with a sassy attitude.
" After everything I've done for you. I could have gotten you famous." I stood up
"I'm sorry it was a mistake." He begged
The girl was shocked and yelled," A mistake! No boy! You were the mistake!"
" Baby we can get through this," he suggested
" Don't you ever come near me or my family again!" Then I threw my water on him and stormed off.
I talked out of the restraint in tears. I didn't even see were I was going. Next thing I know I run into Lorenzo.
" Yo girl what happened?" He asked putting his jacket over my shoulders.
" He cheated on me." I wimpered
He lifted my chin up and looked me straight in my eyes. He wrapped his hands around my waist. He leaned in, then he kissed me. It was so passionate and gentle. In that moment I didn't even know who Trent was. The only person I could think of was Lorenzo and how I wanted more of his kiss.
We didn't speak he just kept me in his arms, and walked me home. When we were outside the door, he said," I'm sorry about what happened. I want you to know that I'm here for you."
" Have ever wanted to be more than friends?"
" All the time." He beamed with the night sky twinkling in his eyes," but I want you take take time, to get over Trent and to think about if we could ever be more."
When he said that I could see he was slightly hurting. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked in my apartment.
I showered, gathered up all Trent's things and threw them off the balcony.
I went on the couch, turned on the tv and deleted every sign of him on my social media.
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Ella es encantadora
RomanceThis book is about a beautiful Dominican girls who moved to Miami when she is very young to do her parents messy divorce. She grew up with problems most people her age don't face. Now she is older and has to reflect and move, but that's becomes more...