"I am at your service."
I hang up and stand there... In the middle of the room. With the phone still in my hand... and the mind working too fast.
I don't know why I felt who could go to that event in place of the board director.
The day had begun, the sun illuminated everything and I didn't have a single message from her, from Clara... It was when I told myself that it was not wrong to call her, to know about her, to greet her... I know that today she is returning to New York. She must come back, maybe she's already making arrangements to return…
But after the second call, that's when I knew, because I heard him.
Alexander, he's with her.
Hearing his voice on that call produced something in me. From the beginning, and it was no coincidence, it was not something spontaneous.
Was it p
