Maria De la Fonte.It was unmistakably her.My sweet Maria.It had been six years. Six years of her absence. She left with no explanation. Six years ago, she had vanished, pregnant. And now, I meet her as a scrub maid in a restaurant.I tapped my feet anxiously, waiting for her, hoping I had not made a mistake letting her go yesterday.What if she was running away from me?I stared at the clock, watching as the minute hand rested on 12. It was 11 o clock.Where was she?I couldn't wait any longer. I had made a mistake letting her slip away yesterday. I was done making mistakes. Standing up, I grabbed the suit resting over my chair and swung it over my large frame. My personal limo was waiting outside when I stepped out. “Take me to Rizo restaurant,” I told my driver as I slid in.I kept thinking about our last encounter. Our fight. She had been angry that I was cheating. A fake rumor. And she threatened to break our engagement. The next morning, she was gone. “Hurry up!” I told
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