VICENZO NARRATING.
After Gabriela told me that Selena hadn't gone to her parents' house, I started to panic. Once the Pope left, I went upstairs, lay down on the bed for a bit, and tried to imagine where she could be. I thought that after letting her go to Brazil alone, she'd want to return to her parents' house. My first option was to search all the hotels near the private jet runway where she landed. I kept trying to imagine all the places she could be, tried to figure out what she might be thinking. I miss her so much, miss her voice, her scent, her clumsy little ways. I smiled, remembering all our times together, our wedding day, our engagement, and how much I made her suffer. I'm in the room that used to be hers, remembering how many times we secretly hooked up in this room...
**FLA
