PABLO
I park the car at my favourite spot, on top of the hill. I often come here whenever I want to think, but today is different because I did not come here to think. I am here to have a picnic late dinner with Violeta. I have her blindfolded so that she cannot see the surprise I had planned for her. I really want to spoil her, and I hope that she will give us a chance and allow me to make her happy.
“Please tell me we are there; this bumpy road was not nice,” She whines.
“Sono spiacente, Bambina,” I rub her cheek with my finger. “Do not take off your blindfold yet; I will come and help you out of the car,”
“Cavalli, what exactly are you up to, because I swear if you are taking me to some kind of creepy place, this will be the last time that you ever see me,” I chuckle and shake m
