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Amelia stirred nervously, watching Maximiliano's grandfather approaching them both. Immediately, Maximiliano took her by the hand, leaving a kiss on the cheek of the woman, who almost laughed, she knew it was not the moment, but the memory of how he had chased her down the street, and how she had almost been run over, was too much to contain herself, so she lowered her head, telling herself that she had to stop being so childish.

"Yes, this is Amelia, my wife." It felt strange to say it, and to hear it. "Take a seat, my love" Maximiliano held Amelia by the arm, the woman was stiff, she had always considered herself a bad liar, she was afraid that Maximiliano's grandfather would notice that she was not used to be held by him.

"A pleasure, sir..." She had forgotten Maximiliano's last name, and both the man holding her hand and her grandfather noticed. "A pleasure, sir... my name is Amelia," she said, imploring herself not to forget one more detail.

"The pleasure is mine, Amelia" The gr