DAMIAN
I arrive home and take a bath. While the drops of water fall down my body, I remember Miss Molina's smiles. This day has been unique. I've had a lot of fun, she is wonderful. I don't think such an exceptional woman like her would accept marrying me for a presidency.
Nevertheless, I am more convinced than ever that she is the one for me. None of my lovers would comprehend this; they would eagerly marry me, but their motivations would be rooted in money or vanity, not genuine affection.
Miss Molina, on the other hand, understands me. She recognizes that my aspirations and projects hold paramount importance, and embracing the presidency would grant us unparalleled control in the industry. She would never do it for money, and while I understand that she may not love me either, at lea
