Elena
As I was about to leave with him, I heard the microphone from the main hall.
"And now, let us welcome the woman of the hour..."
"Oh s**t, it's the Don," I said to Rafael. "He's calling me up."
"I'm coming with,"
I hurriedly brushed away the stray strands of hair from my face and rushed out of the bathroom.
"Elena!" I heard the Don calling out to me from the hall.
My steps became quicker, but the hallway out of the bathroom just seemed longer.
Then suddenly, he matched my steps. Rafael stood beside me and held my shaking hands, stopping me in my tracks. I swallowed and looked hard at him.
"Let's go," he said, oblivious to the effect he had on me.
This time, as he held my hand, we walked slower. I took a deep breath and followed his lead, walking slow and graceful, the image
