Confused, Micaela looked at her. What had Carlos said?
Alba quietly clicked the screen so that the camera panned to Micaela.
-Carlos, can you smell Micaela's scent through the cell phone? -she joked.
Looking at the camera, Micaela thought that Carlos' words referred to what Alba said.
How did he know she hadn't gone to take a shower?
-Here. Tell him yourself, I can't help you! -Alba handed her the cell phone.
Micaela took it and Alba headed for the stairs.
She noticed that, as Micaela appeared on the screen, he showed his face?
Carlos was an exception among men; his every behavior indicated that he only cared about Micaela!
Alba felt happy for Micaela, while sad for herself. She hadn't known that she was actually so sensitive....
Micaela turned the camera on herself.
-Did you cry? -seeing her face, Carlos asked her.
He could always tell Micaela's abnormality by just a glimpse.
Exactly, she had cried.
Reddened, Micaela looked at Alba, who had entered her room with the door closed.
She couldn't hide anything from him.
-Look at me," Carlos ordered her.
And she looked at him unconsciously.
She was looking at him intently, and he was looking at her too.
It was the second time they made a video call....
A lot of affection was shown in Carlos' eyes. She was in a luxury hotel...
-Why did you cry? -he asked.
-Alba and I have been to the Elvira family. And I picked up an album from there. I felt a little sad after seeing the pictures of my parents..." she told him what had happened.
-Did they humiliate you? Did they do bad things to you?
After asking her that, Carlos thought his questions were too many, since now Micaela was fine talking to him.
Isn't it true that she and he are greeted with a video?
If any accident happened, I would have known about it by now....
-No, I'm fine, don't worry. I've been feeling sad just because of the pictures.
-I should be by your side by now. I'm sorry, kiddo -Carlos was relieved.
-Why? -Micaela was surprised.
-You can cry alone in my arms.
-You should tell me you don't want me to cry, shouldn't you?
-You'll have plenty of opportunities to cry in my arms..." Carlos laughed.
-Nonsense. You love me so much, you don't want me to cry," saying, Micaela's face got redder.
Micaela had become more and more shameless!
Looking at her blushing face, Carlos would like to fly to her side.
-My girl... -After a while, Carlos' hoarse voice was heard -Do you miss me?
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