Love Language

Her expression turns ecstatic, not believing what I said.

“Is this serious, Selena?” she asks me, and for a moment, I think she doesn’t like my news.

“On the days when I didn't see Hunter, I’d go to the university and talk with one of the professors I had classes with. And he said that without a doubt I am going to go to the university in Barcelona.”

“My God, Selena, why haven't you told Hunter yet? He's going to freak out. He will be so happy.”

“I want to surprise him. When the time is right, I'll tell him,” I say. The car drives a little further.

“You lucky girl, how did you get the spot? Do you know how difficult it is to get in there?” she says.

“I got it because I had the teacher's recommendation. But as everything is not a bed of roses, I will do volunteer work three times a week. Maybe being in the library will be the monitor of some matter,” I explain, excited”

“Still, you're a lucky one.” We laugh together because we know it's true. “And your parents already know this?”

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