Mariah Carey Nationality Novels & Stories

Mary didn't realize that she had been staring too long at Gabi until the latter spoke up. " Am sorry... It's just that you look like someone I know... " Mary replied with a pursed lip. " Oh... Well... I have heard people say that... It's normal I guess. " " Yeah... By the way, You haven't told me your nationality yet, sis... " " Well... That's supposed to be a secret. All I can tell you is that I am from the African continent... " ' Just like, Sis Malisa... Mary unconsciously thought.

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.