Chapter Four: The Start

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Maria Josephiena Baldonado played by Alba Galocha

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JASMINE’S POV         

“Ugh I met someone in the bathroom, she was a bitch because – WOAH!”

I grabbed Mia’s hand and dragged her away from the party. I opened the door and checked if someone was here, there wasn’t. We both went inside and I locked the door.  I leaned into the door and closed my eyes. My heart was broken and I didn’t know what to do.

“You bitch, what’s with all the James Bond kidnapping—hey what’s wrong?” Mia had a concerned face and I just broke down. I was sobbing on Mia’s back and she was saying soothing words at me but I couldn’t find anything soothing.

Why is she here? Why did she have to come back?? Why….Whyyy…

“Sweetie…what’s wrong? Is everything okay...Shhhh” I didn’t listen to her, I just continued crying and crying.

“Can you wait for a second? I’ll call Marc to –“I widen my eyes when I heard his name

“No no no no!! Don’t call him… Please…Please don’t call him please” I begged her and she was looking at me like I grew 3 heads

“Why don’t you want to call Ma—“I cut her off.

“She’s back Mia…she’s…back… Maria’s back Mia…”

MARC’S POV

Lucias, Wyatt and I were busy talking about business and some other things. While we were all laughing at something, I looked around and observed the party. Women were giving me the eye but I didn’t care for them. As I was busy looking and observing people, I noticed a familiar black hair that I’ve always known for. When I looked back, I was eye to eye to the person with brown eyes, the person who I grew up with, who I had my first crush, first kiss, the first girl who I ever slept with, my first girlfriend, and the first person who I ever loved. She was the same person who left me three years ago. I hadn’t realized that she was slowly walking away and when I did, I snapped and started walking towards her. I heard Lucias calling my name but I didn’t listen to him. I kept walking and walking. A lot of people were bumping into me but not once I acknowledge them. I saw her black hair just as the French doors closed, I went to that direction and I opened the door. When I went outside, the chilling air welcomed me. The outside was quiet and breezy. I kept glancing from left to right looking for her…but I couldn’t find her. I—

“Hi” I heard the familiar Spanish accent and I closed my eyes. I tried to contain my anger, emotions and questions that I just want to fire to her. I turn around and I saw her.

She changed since the last time I saw her. Her black hair which used to be a shoulder length is now long and is now on her mid waist. Her features were now sharper and her eyes are still the same. She still have those curvaceous body and those long legs…

“Done checking me out, querido?” I went back to her brown eyes with intense look.

“Maria” I nodded once at her. My voice was think with Italian. She smiled evilly at me with those brown glint eyes of hers. She’s being playful right now.

“Marcario” with her Spanish sexy voice.

“What are you doing here?” My voice was deep and full of anger. Don’t think that since she’s back, I would open my arms and give her a hug. She left me. She kept me wondering where she’s been and now she’s back, you’d think I’d welcome her? I don’t think so. There are a lot of question still lingering in my mind and I didn’t know what to feel. I was too overwhelmed and speechless to think anything right now.

“I came back for something that rightfully belongs to me…” she said. 

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