*jorge's pov
I stare at Martina. Who let my hand go. And left my room.*
Jorge:She is right
*i stare at my father. Who doesn't say a word to me*
Jorge:What?
Dad:Seriously what? I AM DONE WITH YOU! I want to give you the best future. A great wife. And-
Jorge:You say that you don't like her??
*i can't believe my ears*
Jorge:I never have been so much in love with one girl dad! She always is here to support me. So i always will support her. I love her dad! Accept that!
Dad:You don't listen to me!
Jorge:ACCEPT IT THAT I AM IN LOVE OKAY?!
Dad:Excuse me? How dare you to talk on that way to me. You should listen to me
Jorge:The only one who ever has listen to me is Martina. She does listen to me. Something what you haven't done in years
*i also left my room. Trying to find Martina. I hear my dad screeming that he will send me back home. I screem back that it is okay. I walk to Martina's room. But i can't find her there. So i went to Alba. She also doesn't know where she is. But where is she then?
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My Summer Love (part 1)
Random(I'm re-writing this story into a new book: Blow Me Up) •• Martina, a just started artist on her way to her dreams. All she gotta do is own money to bring her album on the market. This summer she flies for the first time to Mexico City. On her way s...
