Chapter 22
(Ana's POV)
Sometimes I really wonder that what made me the women I'm today....
I'm made from all the people I have encounter.
I'm a storm covered in skin.
Inside I hold the sweet memories of my babies, the arguments with my parents, the warmth from my kind workers.
Inside there are stitching from cracked hearts, bitter words from heated arguments, and emotions that I cannot convey.
I'm made from all these people and moments....
That is who I am!
"Ma'am your coffee" waiter's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Thanks" I replied.
Yesterday I decided to give Maxim a chance and apologize for my worst behavior, before I talked myself out of this I called Maxim and told him to meet me in this restaurant, near my office. I chose a restaurant because I don't want to sit
