Alejandro was seated in his car, on the way back to the mansion, when he noticed a treats shop. The first thing that came to his mind was Camila and how her face brightens whenever she sees chocolate.
"Stop here," he ordered his driver, Peter.
Peter stopped the car, looking confused as he watched Alejandro open the car door and step out, heading toward the treats store.
"What is wrong with him?" Peter asked himself.
Alejandro stepped into the store, feeling uncomfortable with how small the place was compared to the supermarkets he was used to shopping in.
"Good evening, sir. We were about to close," the saleswoman, who looked about 40, approached him with a polite smile. "But don’t worry, I can help you. Are you looking for something for your wife, your mom, or your sister?" she asked
