Micaela's heart was sinking.
Marcos' throat rolled a couple of times in assent.
The Franco family and the Elvira family had a business partnership and it would be very beneficial to both families if they could get an order from Mr. Gallo.
He was a little reluctant to give up the girl he had been protecting for years, but there were plenty of women left in the world, so his career was more important!
He needed that request to make the family give him more importance.
Micaela was freaking out, how blind she was, how could she fall in love with him!
She thought Adriana had set her up, but it turned out that her own boyfriend had something to do with it.
-Ha ha, Micaela, don't think you're important!
Adriana laughed in triumph.
Micaela couldn't stand it and ran away.
-Marcos, I'll consider that I've wasted the three years of my youth!
***
Micaela, who had left Marcos' apartment, was lost in thought as she walked along the shady side of the street.
What a miserable life!
She looked up at the sky half-obscured by tree leaves and thought to herself:
"Mom, you want me to go on living, but I'm so tired, I could have been happier if I had gone with you back then...".
Her mind was in chaos, remembering the various moments of harassment by Adriana since she came to the Elvira family....
And Marcos...
No, that scum, he didn't deserve her thoughts!
She told herself that, but the tears kept flowing....
Even though Marcos had betrayed her, he had given her many good memories in the last three years and had taught her what it was like to have someone who cared about her and loved her....
On her way, many people stopped to look at her, some said she was pretty, some said she had a nice dress, but Micaela turned a deaf ear until her feet went numb and she realized she walked back to the Elvira's house without noticing....
She didn't want to go back, and she had just thought about leaving the city that had broken her heart, but in two months she would be graduating from college and couldn't leave now.
Besides, she felt an inexplicable attachment to the three-story European-style villa before her, she was incomparably familiar with each and every nook and cranny of the house....
As she looked into the garage, Adriana's red Mercedes was already parked there.
She went back first to tattle!
He could predict the horror of the scene that would greet him later!
Slow as it was, he reached the front door and pushed it gently open, and sure enough the mother and daughter were already sitting on the couch, looking as if they had been waiting for a long time.
-Where have you gone?!
Adriana's mother, Marta Garcia, stood up.
With her medium height figure, curly hair and thick makeup on her face, she was always well-groomed and didn't look nearly 50 years old.
At that moment she wore a mocking expression that made Micaela unconsciously want to step back.
Thinking about what she had done the night before, Micaela perked up to look her in the eye.
-Of course I'm coming back, Aunt Marta, why did you and Adriana set me up?
Marta approached her and looked her up and down with contempt.
-If you didn't lose anything and you even managed to hit Mr. Gallo, didn't you? You're getting more and more capable, you even managed to get someone to take you out of the hotel? Did you let yourself be thrown by some stranger?
Micaela looked at Adriana, who gloated and rolled her eyes at Micaela.
Micaela clenched her fists; she didn't want to talk about the night before.
-Don't try to set any more traps for me, I won't be led astray by you!
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