JAVIER
Staring at my reflection one last time, I picked my briefcase and turned around, glanced at Paloma sleeping peacefully on my bed, then taking a deep breath I turned around and walked out of the room, with just one thought on my mind.
Catalina.
How had we been together for five whole years, yet I never saw her beyond her compassion and helping me to put everything in order.
I never considered her sexy, or beautiful, she was just someone who was always there to help, and although I hate to admit, yesterday when I saw her, something in me shifted;
She was no longer that shabby girl willing to give back to people who were no better than her.
The first time she met mother, mother disapproved our relationship immediately, and when Catalina had gone, mother said she was too shabby
