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"Is something wrong?" She felt something bothering her.although she was not familiar with her personality, she knew that something was not right about this man.
"Um... no.” Answer Lorenzo.
"I don't know, but I felt you were different for some time.”
To sum up, there was a voice of worry no less in his tone of speech.
Lorenzo looked up and then looked at him “Sorry if I make you feel uncomfortable.”
"It's okay, not something big, no need to apologize.” The reply, and then he looked out the window.
It seemed like the outside had a good view of the sea, with fine sand around it.
"Come out.” Take Bianca to Lorenzo.
The man looked hesitant for a moment before he finally nodded his head in agreement.
He slipped the money into the bill on the table, and then they headed outside, Bianca was seen limping while walking because her ankle was still hurting.
"What's wrong with your leg?" Lorenzo asked, as he began to realize that Bianca's steps were very different.
"I hurt my ankle.” He replied, then Lorenzo looked at him with a concerned look.
"You should have stayed home.” Lorenzo said again.
“I don't want to. I want out!” Strictly then in a laugh.
Lorenzo seemed to be breathing. “Let me.” The sentence was interrupted and then quickly carried Bianca before the woman could protest.
"I can walk alone!” Bianca laughed again, when Lorenzo arrived - carrying her like this. His heart was beating in an irregular rhythm as this man carried him. Is she in love with this guy? Or is he just trying to impress her because he likes her?
He looked at her as Lorenzo held her, so he shifted his gaze quickly, as it made his face red again.
The two of them are now seen sitting on the fine sand around the beach. “This view is very beautiful.”
"I've come here with my sister, before.”
"You haven't talked about your sister before.” Lorenzo asked back about Bianca's brother.
“Masa anyway? Didn't I ever tell you that I have a sister?” Bianca asked, recalling their conversation first.
“You did tell me once if you had a sister during our chat, but you didn't tell me about who she was?”
For years now, he and Capria have been at odds.they quarrel about small things, they rarely call each other. every time they got home or wherever they lived in the same room, they always had a big fight and a fight. Only his father managed to keep their fraternity.
He did not want to revisit the painful incident that happened between them, ten years ago that caused him and Capria to quarrel constantly. "I didn't get along with him.” Reveal it lazily.
"Why?"
"I don't know.” he lied.
It's her turn to laugh
"Sometimes I feel grateful for being an only child.”
“But sometimes also not.” And that sentence managed to make Bianca look at him fixedly, somehow, she felt it. she understood what it was like to be lonely.
They sit on fine sand and enjoy the cool breeze as they talk and share things about each other. he did not want to stand from where he was sitting because he really liked their togetherness, but unfortunately, his driver had already come to pick him up.
She had to return home before her mother found out that she was going out.
"Let's meet again, at the fountain.”
He said, when he was leaving.
“Sure.”
“OK, then, I'll see you later Lorenzo.”
“Good Night Bianca.”