CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

PASSED

Dahlia continued to lay bare the past:

" Looking back now I see that it was a thing of fate. Romulo didn't allow another boy to approach me and ask me to dance, he wanted to enjoy every song with me. And he wasn't even supposed to be there, you know? It didn't take long for me to look for him in the middle of the party, when he left my side, can you believe that I missed him so fast, since I had just met him? " Dahlia laughed at this, at the memories. " We were so young, I mean, the guests there, not Romulo, although looking back now, I realise that he wasn't that much older than everyone else there. But the other guests already had their dates, their flirtations, those who were fond of each other, they didn't even mind that I was glued to the boy there. It was fate.”

"Romulo took me to the garden, I remember that there were so many flowers, an explosion of colours and smells that intoxicated me. We sat on a bench in the garden and talked. He really talked to me, you know? Nobo