Roberto and I arrived at the hotel thirty five minutes past 12, and Miguel was already grumpy from waiting for almost 2 hours. Here was the man I was willing to exchange a kingdom for. What a pathetic choice? But he was mine… my choice. Although he did not need to know, not yet, not ever! And so there, I burped again.
I did apologize to Miguel and his mood lightened when I told him about seeing Cruella.
"Does she still look fake? You know, like a China Doll, or a mannequin, really creepy," he shuddered.
"She looked the same wicked, unfeeling and cruel b***h," I answered as I took a seat at our usual table at the back of the restaurant.
Roberto went to his office first and told us to order whatever we want.
"We should order first, I'm hungry," I said as I took a seat facing the room.
