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Today was one of the days I felt completely normal. Not like the daughter of a mafia boss. Today I was alone in the city. Actually, I just wanted to go eat ice cream, but somehow I ended up in other shops. I actually wanted to go out with Adriana, but she did something with Ángel and Juan.

There was still radio silence between me and Ángel since the incident last week. He wanted distance and he got it. I'm excited to see how things will go between us tomorrow. We're going to have dinner with the López tomorrow.

I was just on my way back to my car. Which I had parked pretty far away, by the way. I started swearing internally because of it. My cell phone started ringing. I grabbed my grocery bag in my left hand and pulled my phone out of my ass pocket with my right. "Hermano?" I took the call while walking relaxed.

"I need your help," he said. He sounded desperate. "With what?" I asked. "Do you know what Adriana's favorite flowers are?" Alejandro wanted to know. "What have you done?" I asked him. "Nothing," he replied quietly. "Ale, what have you done?" I asked again. He sighed. "That's irrelevant," he replied. "No, that's not irrelev-" "Cayetana?"

My body stiffened abruptly at that voice. I swallowed hard, unable to keep my feet from stopping. "Was that Domenico?" Alejandro asked confused. "Mhh hmm," I made quietly. "I'm going to hang up now. I want to get to my car as soon as possible. We'll talk later. Love you," I said quickly and hung up.

I heard footsteps approaching me. I ran on in panic. If there was one thing I wasn't nervous about, it was talking to Domenico. Why the hell do I have to keep bumping into him? What's the bad luck with me?

"Cayetana," I heard him again before he gently grabbed my arm. My skin started tingling immediately. Stop reacting to him like that! "Don't touch me," I hissed, snatching my arm from his grasp before turning to face him. "Sorry," he said quickly. "Cayetana, can we talk? Please?" he asked hopefully. I sighed while rolling my eyes. "No," I replied and wanted to turn around again. "Please Cayetana, listen to me. I'm begging you," he begged.

"Domenico you say every time I should listen to you and every time it comes out the same. You say that you love me. Or how sorry you are, or that if you could you would undo it. I don't feel like it and I don't have the strength anymore, because everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie!", I replied to him.

It took all my strength to look at him blankly and not to burst into tears. A small part of me, however, wanted to forgive him and hug him.

"You have to believe I'm sorry," he pleaded. "Believe you?" I laughed ironically. "Trusting you was the biggest mistake of my life," I snapped at his head. It looked like my words hurt him. Part of me wanted him to feel the same pain I did, but another part didn't want to hurt him. mierda

"I love you, you have to believe me. I haven't touched a woman since we broke up," he said. And at that moment, my healthy brain cells stopped working. "Nice for you. I slept with Ángel." And moaned your name. What the hell? Why did I say that? Inwardly, I banged my head.

All of his facial features escaped him. Perplexed, surprised and .... he looked at me sadly. "Leave me alone, Domenico. I never want to see you again, let alone ever hear your voice. I want absolutely nothing to do with you anymore. And if you have even the slightest touch of decency, you let me go calm down immediately and don't hurt me further by looking at you. You have absolutely no idea how I feel. So please get out of my life completely, because I don't want you in it anymore. The weeks with you were a complete waste of time .And I was just too blind to see what a lousy asshole you are!" With that, I turned and walked on.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I just want to go home. That was already too much. And the words I slammed into his head...

Okay no, I can't feel sorry for him! He deserves it. Normally he would have deserved even worse words.

"Do you think that will change anything about my feelings for you?" he called after me. I stopped without turning around.

"I don't care if you slept with Ángel. Or the nasty words. It doesn't change my feelings for you at all."

His voice was cracked, you could definitely hear that. A few tears rolled down my cheeks and I held back a sob with an effort. I didn't turn to face him, just kept walking. Domenico has to get out of my life. Then this miserable pain would finally be gone.