Clarissa's POV:
Well, I'm glad it worked out for them. Well, I have to go to work tomorrow. I should head home. Just then, Ricardo grabbed my wrist and twirled me around .
He asked me,"What about us? "
"There isn't an 'us' Ricardo. I can't forgive you. You never loved me right? Why do you want 'us'? You broke my heart once too often. I don't like you. From now on, I'm gonna sass back. I'm not gonna keep quiet and sit." I sobbed.
"Neither will I Mi Corazon. I'm sorry Issa. You can hit me or be violent with me, but please don't say those things to me. It hurts in here." He pointed to his heart.
"Yeah, get a taste of your own medicine." I sassed back.
"I don't think Mr. Sweet will work out. Let's bring out the normal one. "
"Pffft! When were you sweet?" I asked him incredulously.
"Wel
