CHAPTER 7 (The Suspicions)

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MIRANA Brazil 2:30 pm It was hot in the afternoon as I looked at the crowded people who were busy preparing for the Carnival. Some people are doing their dance, designing, and busy preparing for the lights. I'm here at the bench, sipping my pineapple juice as I watch Marco buying a souvenir for us. "Marco!" I shouted, causing people to gaze at me. I looked at them and smiled for an apology and they just smiled back at me. I looked again in the direction of Marco but he wasn't there anymore. "Looking for me?" I gasped as someone inhaled at my neck. I looked at him and smacked a punch at his shoulder. "What's that for?" he asked, laughing. "That's for keeping me waiting and you didn't even take a look at me even when I'm shouting at your name," I stated as I glared at him. He just la

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