*RENEE*
I thought it might not be an important reason.Anna might have thought that Marcelo didn’t want to get married because of how aloof he was so I decided not to delve further.
"Is it okay if I wait here for Marcelo?"I inquired.
“Certainly,"Anna replied. "But Mr. King’s meetings often last over three hours. Can you wait that long?"
“I can”
I settled onto a sofa in the lounge, picking up a book to read.
Yet, in less than thirty minutes, the lounge door swung open.
Marcelo, maneuvering his wheelchair swiftly, approached me.
"Why are you still here?" He gazed at me with an urgency in his voice, as if battling to contain his emotions.
"What?" I responded, puzzled.
"Weren't you supposed to have dinner with someone?"
It appeared that the director was really
