Frank
I intended to work as was my usual activity when I arrived home from the office.
The problem was the lack of focus because Lola once again took residence in my mind.
I shouldn't be surprised by the way she haunted my dreams and interrupted my days.
I went back to the hospital the next day, but was informed that she was no longer there. That the girl had been transferred.
At that moment, I thought about going after her and demanding that she listen to me. But I gave up. I concluded that we had to close that chapter, and that the best thing to do would be for each of us to go our separate ways. I gave up on running for election months later. I couldn't compete with such a troubled mind.
I hired a detective to inform me if anything important happened in her life. I couldn't explai
