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5 months later
I walk down the street Looking around the city I grew up in, I'm happy to be back where I was born, but not as happy I would be if my family were here.
I just can't get over the fact I left everyone so easy like they mean nothing to me.
Not true, I miss them all, and I believe my babies are all grown up, I wish I could see them again.
I honestly always wanted a house in Spain with my family, and my ex-husband's members live with us, just like how it is in Italy. Well not all of the members only the close one.
But i need to find a job and not just walk and have 'fun'
I end up finding a Starbucks shop, I walk in the shop, and walk to the front desk.
" what can I get you " the sweet girl asks. " can I have a chocolate Croissant and very berry hibiscus refresh please " I say. " of course, Gonna eat outside or here and sit on a table?" The girl asks. " Here dear" I smile at her.
I take a seat and scroll down on my phone time passing as I stay on my phone til my order gets ready.
" Angela ?" The girl calls out. I turn my attention to here and got up.
I got my order and sit back down.
Few minutes later, I finished my croissant and now I'm just drinking my drink minding my own business until a man comes up to me.
" hey " he says smiling widely. " hi " I say back. " mind if I take a seat here?" He asks. I turn my head around and looking more in the shops for tables, because there might be not empty seats left.
But no, im only one in the shop sitting down expect this old couples. Cute.
" um, there are empty seats over there " I say. " I want to chat with you you know" he says. " oh yeah, Uh yeah sure " I say. " so mind if I take a seat" he asks again titling his head. " yeah no problem " I say.
He sits down. " first of all how are you" he says. " Iam.. I'm good thank you, what about you" I say the fuck he wants from me? Is he going to kill me ? Well bad for him. I've got my gun, and Eric guns with me..
" I'm pretty good actually thank you" he says chuckling. " what's your name " He asks. He really think I'm that stupid ?
" Rosana " I say. " oh yeah?" He lifts his eyebrow up. " yeah what's wrong?" I ask. " nothing, lovely name, my daughter's name is also Rosana " he says.
" yeah, my grandma chosen it " I say. " lovely " he says.
Russian accent.
" and what's yours ?" I ask. " Francesco " he replies. " oh cool" I say.
